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>>4436385

Welcome all, to another Teen Titans Quest! Setting in the world of DC, specifically the Teen Titan’s universe abet AU. This story will at occasion take beats from the source material but will otherwise be its own unique experience. Thus we won’t be limited by just the cliff notes and regulations of the canon dynamics. That said, you’ll be playing as a pivotal character that depending on your actions can be a hero, villain, or in between.

We’ll be using a die system that honestly clicked with me when composing this game from another quest for a simpler experience.

Die Rules
>Everyone can roll once per die chain, the three/four best rolls will be taken.
>Roll 2d100 unless specifically asked otherwise
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest gets priority)
>The second die is your actual check (Note: The first die can still influence any outside elements pending on the roll)
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed in the dc check. The higher the succession, the grander the bonus.
>Crits are Nat 1 for failure and 100 for succession. (a 99, matching or paired rolls may net you an additional bonus)
>Bonuses are outside factors that commonly appear as happenstance or phenomenon. Usually, they'll change the course of the current situation/predicament, typically to your favor based on the result of the roll. They operate out of your succession and/or failure.
>Bonuses only provide opportunity or second chances. They do not flat out override the results of the roll.
>Each vote generally has one roll, but if multiple actions are made or multiple votes are stack, additional roll checks will be given on a case on case basis on complexity.

General Rules
>Write-in is always encouraged, be it dialogue or action, but will be left to my judgment to tweak to better fit Sarena's character/story narrative
>If a vote doesn't negatively contradict with each other and/or is a close enough tie, I may end up using both in the next story post.
>Rules may be subjected to change at any time
>Remember to have fun

>>4436386
>The Best Rolls carried from the previous thread.

“Themyscira? You mean like the ancient greek town that ultimately ended up becoming Turkey?” You question, tilting your head in confusion at the sudden offer.

Orana shook her head, quickly rectifying that misconception by referring to the mythical capital city of the Amazons. Hearing the history lesson manages to lessen the overall tension between you and your friends with Orana. But questions start piling up inside your head. If such a place really does exist then how did nobody ever find it? Like everything you strongly believe there was a logical and/or reasonable explanation for this. Heck in your eyes the deities weren’t omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent like how they were foretold. So you begin utilizing your big brain deducing the secrets as you listen on.

“Themyscira is a wonderful place. A tropical paradise that hasn’t be defiled and/or ruined/cursed by the outside world. A utopia blessed by the olympian gods, it is a place of tranquil harmony between nature and technology. Though we do not stray from our origins and work with the environment, we constantly improve and develop in spite of our ageless bodies. Practically a fountain of eons of humanity’s knowledge and experiences, Themyscira is a perfect place for you to grow accustomed to your new role in peace.”

“Sorry to drop this out of eft-field but you said this Zee person transported you to this location. Am I right to assume that you came from Themyscira to here? If so, that going to be a problem.”

“And what praytell do you mean by that?” The amazoness questions with bated breath.

“If I am to be blunt, we're in the middle of a cross country road trip to get a handle on the problems currently plaguing me. I already have a person who might be able to help me, her name is Zatanna Zatara. She’s a stage magician having her show in Gotham city. At first, I thought she might be a quack, but meeting Rachel and Lucky I know that just maybe her magic may be the real thing. So with all due respect, I don’t need any additional detours. Sorry, but I don’t think I can just leave behind my life here like that. Especially to go to Greece of all places or the Bermuda Triangle.” You remark politely, not completely sure about its whereabouts.

“From where I’m standing it looks like there are some misconceptions. So listen up as I’m about to correct those misconceptions.”Orana sharpens her gaze and casually drops her feet back onto the floor before taking a more instructive pose. “First off, Themyscira is a bridge between Earth and the Olympian realms. It has its own dimensional space that can be situated into any location. For a good while in fact, it has been around the Pacific Ocean. Just off the coastline of California, of which if my estimate is correct is where you’re from. So it isn’t like you wouldn’t be able to visit your family or friends in between training.”

>>4436387

“Secondly, the person you’re looking for is someone that I know quite well. For instance, Zee is her nickname, but her real name is Zatanna Zatara. And I can confirm without a shadow of a doubt that she uses real magic. So don’t think of it as parlor tricks or illusions made with sleight of hand. That said, the magic that Zatanna wields and the mystic arts that you carry are two completely different factors. For instance, magic invokes the supernatural to bend the natural world in all of its fashions and the courses of events to their whims. Be it through mysterious or supernatural forces to invoke a phenomenon. Mysticism operates more on working with the universal forces and the force of nature. Attuning to it rather than using an
extraordinary power or influence to bend it to their will. It is more in touch with spirituality and the divine. Something that we amazons know better than anyone. Though, we do dabble with magic and the occult as well.” Orana explains.

“It all sounds too good to me, almost as if fate was playing her hand in this.” Lucky comments, breaking the code of silence. Rachel meanwhile looks at you before turning back to Orana. “Are you sure there’s no catch to your offer?”

“Don’t make it sound like it’s a deal or a pact. None of you are men so there’s no problem letting in outsiders into Themyscira. Every one of the Amazonians is a super-strong and highly skilled warrior pushed to the peak performance of what can naturally be achieved for humans. In your world’s terms, we would be comparable to metahumans with her superhuman-esque physical and mental capabilities. That and we’re protected by the divinity of the Olympian pantheon. So again, there’s no concern for the embassy of Themyscira to bring any of you to my homeland.”

“It all sounds all too good...but..” You paused, a look of conflict brushes across your face.

Like Lucky said it all sounds too good to be true. A mystical island city surrounded by a race of supersoldier women born from the union of magical clay and the souls of women who had died at the hands of men by the goddess Artemis. A society that’s well inversed with the mystical and magical worlds while bolstering advanced technology far greater than that of man. A utopia like that would probably be more efficient in molding you into a proper Galatic Angel of Retribution. Not to mention having Orana who personally knew the previous avatar incarnation carried its own benefits. Even so, you couldn’t help feeling unease about it.

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>>4436388

"I don't know, I mean, yeah, I've invested myself into this Galactic Angel of Retribution business, but I've still got connections here; family, friends, a...decent paying job that could arguably lend itself to reminding me of humility...and then there's my...' side project', which you may or may not be familiar with.” You remark, adverting your eyes when you mentioned your public persona. Followed by rubbing your pinkish locks as you contemplate over the matter. Putting your brain to good use an idea starts to spark inside your mind.

Snapping your fingers with a wide smile, you point towards Orana. “...Ah! How about this? Give me at least a year, and if I'm not up to your standards, you can drag me kicking and screaming to that island, so to speak."
“I see, guess it can’t be helped. It has only been at best practically a month since you’ve awakened and you already got a goal in mind. I can see the determined look in your eye, a fine spirit indeed.” Orana reluctantly sighs but makes a smile at you.

“Does that mean…”Both Rachel and Lucky said in unison as everyone on the edge of their seat over the matter.

Orana folds her arms and shakes her head in a reassuring nod before pointing her index finger at you. “However, that doesn’t mean I’m going to pull any punches by accepting this arrangement. As you said, if you’re not up to my standards the next time I’ll check up on you within a year or two’s time, I’ll personally drag you to Themyscira for proper training and scouting by my Queen and baby sister Hippolyta.”

Looking to your friends before back at Orana you politely bow before making a cheeky smile. “Fine by me. I’ll make sure that won’t come to fruition.”

“Then we are in agreement. But let’s try and even the odds just so you have a fair shot. It’s no fun if you play a game that has everything stacked in your favor, thus ensuring your victory.”

Beckoning you to move your arms out, Orana taps against upon doing as she asks. Doing so manifests the Bracelets of Balance onto your wrists. Remembering the initial form of the bracers being the Cuffs of Control you begin to temper your shock. Willing to trust her on the act you relinquished all manner of resistance and let her do as she pleases with the garments. Smirking to herself Orana pulls out from her hips two golden orbs. Each one the size of coconuts but they were shaped like that of apples. With the utmost care, Orana places each of the golden apples onto one of the Bracers.

>>4436389

Sinking into the bracers a bright golden light begins to spark from the devices. Quickly enveloping you in a golden light you would feel your body changing yet again. The flashing light luckly obscured everyone without the aptitude of either magic or mystic arts of this alluring light. Akin to a magical girl transformation your current garbs morph themselves into a crimson red bustier with a golden trim around the chest, a matching girdle/belt, dark blue skirt/culotte, platinum bracers, and red go-go boots with gold trim. Your pink hair reverted back to your natural brown hue before changing into a golden shade.

Blinking in confusion you feel yourself roughly at the same statuesque stunner qualities when transformed into Sophia/Levia. “W-What is this?” You ask, looking at yourself as you stand up from the chair to notice your dazzling form from all sides.

“What I put inside of you are the Golden Apples of Discord and Accord/Harmony. Them alongside Prometheus’s unbreakable shackles of adamantine chains will serve as the tools needed to provide you the means of undergoing our Amazonian conditioning traditions but also the hand-to-hand and martial arts skills cultivated from the world for the past three thousand years. Right now you’re appearing as the apparition of the Apple’s guardian. It’ll provide you the regiment needed for the trial. If you succeed in this then from within will manifest the Golden Girdle of Gaea. That will be proof enough to any amazon including me that you have passed our test and be made an honorary amazonian in addition to furthering your own goals. “Orana explains.

“Though if I must be honest, you manifest a truly astonishing Avatar. The trial though perilous will only make you that much astronomically stronger and more attuned to becoming a genuine demigoddess. Who knows, maybe this is the fates way of acknowledging you as a prime candidate for the next Wonder Woman if I’m should ever fall in battle.” With that, the amazonian champion propers herself up and leaves enough money to pay for a lavish meal. “I look forward to seeing how you’ll grow the next time we meet, Young Sarena.”

>Stop Orana in order to ask her some questions while you have the chance
>Request a friendly spar with Orana to measure your current capabilities
>Persuade Orana to at least stay for dinner before returning to Themyscira
>Thank her for everything and wish her well as you return to enjoying your night
>Write-in

>>4436390
>>Persuade Orana to at least stay for dinner before returning to Themyscira
If she says no...
>Thank her for everything and wish her well as you return to enjoying your night

>>4436390
>Thank her for everything and wish her well as you return to enjoying your night

>>4436390
>Thank her for everything and wish her well as you return to enjoying your night

>>4436390
>>Thank her for everything and wish her well as you return to enjoying your night

>>4436403
>>4436451
>>4436480
>>4436525

“W-wait. Do you really have to leave right this moment?” You ask, reaching your hand out to try and stop Orana from taking another step. “Can’t you stay a little longer to have dinner with us?”

“A kind gesture but I’m afraid that I have to decline on that. I got places to be and things to do as the emissary of Themescyra and champion of the gods. Besides, this is supposed to be a joyous occasion, I’m sure having a stranger like me as well as an adult would merely cramp your style.” Orana remarks, teasing you a bit before giving a sincere smile.

Feeling noticeably disappointed at the act, you prostrate yourself into a bow. “Thank you for everything. I wish you well and safe travels in your mission, Lady Orana.”

With a silent thumbs-up of acknowledgment, Orana would clack her bracelets to invoke a magenta spell circle. It was the very same circle that Zee used to teleport her to this location as you come to realize in the brief moments of its appearance. In a bright magenta colored flash Orana soon disappears without a trace. Naturally, everyone who didn’t have the attitude towards the occult and/or mysticism wasn’t aware of all that happened. Relaxing from the accounter with an exhausted sigh, a thought soon popped up in your head. Jerking you forward as you blink profoundly in confusion at your lack of foresight.

“...I didn’t ask her how do I turn back or anything about the trials…” You exclaim with a loud groan, earning the laugh from your friends.

Almost responding to your will the vestige of Wonder Woman dissipates into the bracers, returning to your previous appearance as Stacie Sulman. Shrugging it off and going with it you went back to enjoying your night with Rachel Roth and Lucky Sharma. A much-needed respite from what you underwent through this afternoon all the way to the later part of the night. Something that was well shared between your companions as you got to enjoy being a teenager again. It wasn’t that you were feeling any sort of regret or lamentations over your newfound responsibilities. Great power always ended up bringing forth great responsibility after all.

>>4437431

As someone who was hot-wired to handle their affairs growing up, it wouldn’t take you long to get accustomed to the new world you find yourself stepping into. Besides, if nagging and talking down your problems was a superpower then you were most certainly the goddess of that. At the same time, you more than appreciated any time where you got to just hang out and do teen stuff. Just because you were going to be both a balancer and a super-heroine doesn’t mean you needed to disregard your old life entirely. That’s what it means to be in complete total balance with yourself. At least, what’s what you genuinely believed.


>What do you do once in Gotham? Also, roll me 2d100 for your dream training with the WW Avatar

>Head immediately towards Zatanna’s stage and try to get in contact with her
>Explore the scenery with Rachel and Lucky as you take in the Gothic themes
>Try to find out if Batman really does exist by snooping around
>Stick to your studies and patiently wait for the magic show
>Write-in

Rolled 85, 57 = 142 (2d100)

>>4437433
>Try to find out if Batman really does exist by snooping around

Rolled 60, 95 = 155 (2d100)

>>4437433
>>Try to find out if Batman really does exist by snooping around
Time to get the bat to simp

Rolled 42, 98 = 140 (2d100)

>>4437433
>>Try to find out if Batman really does exist by snooping around

>>4437525
Don't roll anymore cause the 98 is godly.

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>>4437525
Okay, clearly you're going to make one fine Amazon/WW-esque champion.

So with you getting ever closer to demi-goddess status. I'm willing to let you pitch a new power or increase to what ability you have so far. I'll choose and pick the ones that can best be used for our Goddess of Thots.

If nobody pitches anything by tomorrow, I'll make some choices myself.

>>4437583
I would like a upgrade to lire water or get it counterpart death water.

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>>4437477

After a heartfelt and wholesome dinner, the three of you eventually went back to the hotel for some rest. With Lucky added into the mix came the minor issue of bedding. Saving money with Rachel sharing a bed with you now bite you in the bubble butt. Naturally Lucky offered to sleep on the floor out of wanting to avoid troubling both of you. However, you took the initiative of sharing the bed with all three of the girls. Judging by their looks they easily came to realize that you weren’t taking no for an answer. So with no further complaints, the three of you slept peacefully on the jumbo queen bed.

In your dreams, however, you were met with a breathtaking sight. Slowly opening your eyes you stood within the training grounds of Themyscira. The scenery was comprised entirely of Greco-Roman architecture from 1200 BC. It was similar to the ancient sunken city of Atlantis that the inner world that Tiamat and Shekhina reside in, though more akin to the Holy Lands. Standing at the center of the training grounds was yourself. Or rather it was the version of yourself that you don after receiving the twin apples from Orana. Upon seeing her it quickly clicks together what Orana meant by giving you a fair chance with your stipulation.

During your slumber, your consciousness was to be transferred to a mental metaphysical version of Themyscira, a sort of metaverse if you will as you achieved false awakening. Inside this personal space, you were taught everything about divinity, mysticism, and any other form of spirituality & religious ecstasies/theology. In addition to this, you were trained in the ways of the Amazon, both physically and mentally. Although you were given a year’s time before Orana would return, in your subconscious time was irrelevant as you learn through living inside “a dream within a dream”.

Butting heads with the personification of both the amazonian and the judaistic divinity that resides within you made you come to realize a few things. For one, by all accounts, you are a true blue freak of nature. In just one spar you were met with a prodigious level of raw power and superior technique. Body, spirit, technique, intellect, skill, talent; all manner of specifications was cranked up to ludicrous degrees.Perhaps to the point of sheer absurdity upon reflection as you got your butt handed to you. Though you’d say it was more served on the finest of plates like a five-star meal. Nobody said this would be easy but this really felt like the twelve labors of Hercules.

>>4437794

Since your transition into a demihuman not once so far did you ever feel outclassed and/or outgunned. If anything you settled to using that overwhelming aura to talk your enemies into submission for their sake. Yet here you are feeling just as helpless as you once were with Dr. Arthur Light. Clearly this was the difference between a demihuman and a demigoddess as it was akin to night and day. Perhaps even the difference between heaven and earth. Once again you were left dwindled by the seemingly limitless boundaries that this incarnation possesses. It begins to paint a perfect picture of why you gained so much attention since opening that book.

Be that as it may, you weren’t one to know when to quit. Putting your overachiever attitude to the mettle you rose back to your fight and confront the avatar. In comparison, you didn’t have the same level of raw power or superior technique. What you did have manages to gradually turn the continuous battles and lessons into your advantage. Quickly and continuously you adjusted to your counterpart’s might and finesse, developing your own capabilities as you attempt to remove the vast difference between the two of you. Potential itself was the key to neutralize the advantages and return things to an even playing field.
A mix of latent ability and growth rate accelerating in escalation was your defining moment. Watching the doppelganger’s every move your body adapts to incorporate it to your frame before developing a countermeasure. An uncanny ability was awakening with you as it became the key needed to eventually overcome this trial. Adapting and learning mid-fight at remarkable speeds, a form of intuitive aptitude was forming along with the necessary characteristics and attributes needed to accumulate and acclimate at demihuman and metahuman levels. Accompanying with body language analysis and adoptive muscle memory, your kinesthesia/ proprioception and memory ascend to eidetic levels.

As such when you awakened from your slumber you start to notice the world in a different light. Through some rhyme and/or reason your mind developed a dual consciousness of sorts. Even as you breathe you find yourself fully aware of the double life that you were living with your subconscious. All the knowledge, skill, and overall experiences obtained in that metaverse were stored within your mind, body, and soul. Yet at the same time, everything that underwent in the physical world went back to your double life. Thinking about this strange phenomenon left you with a raging headache, but it did enlighten you on the matter.

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>>4437795

Perhaps that stipulation of shaping up to standard within a year or two wasn’t such a pipe dream after all. Though now it was merely a herculean task: as evidence to feeling incredibly sore as you began undergoing your daily rituals. After a hearty breakfast and coordinating with everyone, the three of you find yourself back on the road on this five day trip from Jump City to Gotham. Having the duties regulated between Rachel and Lucky made your trip astronomically much easier on you. Which was much appreciated as you steadily and gradually adjust to the reality that you now have essentially two minds. Coupled with housing two divine souls, things continue to get more complicated.

Within a span of two additional days, you finally made it to your destination. Gotham City and all of its dark and foreboding atmosphere. It was the textbook definition of gothic aesthetics with the added art-deco structures. Compared to jump city it was far more bleak and gloomy. It’s only being at this location you begin to find a newfound appreciation for the chill and cozy ambiance that was jump city. Still, you weren’t going to let this setback bring you down and lose your sunny disposition. Thankfully Rachel made herself quite at home as it greatly appealed to her particular tastes. Meanwhile, Lucky was far used to such depressive places being a cross country traveling orphan.

Spending the day getting used to your new environment, you find yourself currently strolling around as Stacie Sulman. Throughout your time at Gotham was talk about a mysterious bat-themed vigilante taking down the criminals and corrupted adversaries that plague this city. Out of sheer curiosity, you invest in finding out if this batman character was real or not. Choosing to multi-task it with making contact for Youtube channel and Instagram you part ways with Rachel and Lucky. It was a prime chance to get the two of them to grow closer and become genuine friends. That and you didn’t want to attract attention with your nighttime snooping.

During your patrol around Gotham, you manage to catch the sight of a caped crusader. Currently, he was jumping from building to building as he prowls the cityscape below. From your current position underneath the alleyway, it was hard to tell if it was batman. In spite of that, you believed you saw what look like pointed spikes bouncing around in the cold city air. Whether or not if it was batman you weren’t completely sure. Nevertheless, it was as much a clue as you were going to get on this scavenger hunt.

>Tail the caped crusader as you meet their movements while hiding your presence.
>Exert yourself to cutting the caped crusader off and peacefully yet directly confront them
>Try to grab their attention through your womanly charms in between speeding past him
>Take the amazon approach and manhandle the caped crusader before interrogating them.
>Write-in

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>>4437796
Gotham City btw.

>>4437701
Yeah since you're the only one who respond, I'll put it at the top of the list.

Till then I put some different "powers" based on your roll.

https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Body_Language_Analysis
https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Adoptive_Muscle_Memory
https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Enhanced_Memory
https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Divided_Mind

TLDR - Your mental prowess and aptitude is now on the level of Cassandra Cain (Batgirl) and Dinah Laurel Lance (Black Canary). The actual boom from the training won't come till that day. But it'll be gradually showing itself under story narrative.

>>4437796
>>Tail the caped crusader as you meet their movements while hiding your presence.
Let's test our apparent ninja skills.

>>4437796
>>Tail the caped crusader as you meet their movements while hiding your presence.

>>4437803
>Tail the caped crusader

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>>4437796
>Take the Amazon approach and manhandle the caped crusader and simp him to our steed.

Why try to out ninja when we can use more appropriate methods for us.

>>4437583
If it's not too late I wanna suggest taking a page from Primer and using our mystic blood or fluids as the components to make temporary powers based on coating. If we're gonna be the Alpha Bitch Thot then we should have our own gamer girl water equivalent but with benefits

>>4438046
Supporting This

>>4437796
>Tail the caped crusader as you meet their movements while hiding your presence.

>>4437831
>>4437870
>>4437931
>>4438046
>>4438964
Roll me 3d100 this time.

Rolled 26, 44, 26 = 96 (3d100)

>>4439032

Rolled 91, 94, 49 = 234 (3d100)

>>4439032

Rolled 12, 48, 56 = 116 (3d100)

>>4439032

Rolled 94, 24, 20 = 138 (3d100)

>>4439032

Rolled 98, 16, 80 = 194 (3d100)

>>4439032

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>>4439044
>>4439095
Looks like watching all those action movies and reading ninja books manages to give you the edge against Robin (Dick Grayson). Not so much when it comes to going Amazon.

>>4439111
>>4439123
That said, 3 90+ rolls in a row is worth acknowledging for a bonus.

>>4439216
>>4439032

Seeing this as an opportunity for proving whether or not this “batman” character is the real deal you promptly got into action. In spite of wearing a sailor fuku which comprised of a white cropped blouse attached with a sailor-style collar and matching pleated micro miniskirt, it was still tailored for any possible combat. Specifically with the added form-fitting spats and combat boots disguised as platform heels. Even your long twintails factored into this possibility to alleviate any possible miss-step. Without further adieu, you start to make your move after storing away your recording equipment within your bracers of balance.

Kneeling down after a good few lights stretch you brace yourself to jump from the alley floor onto one of the brick walls. Making sure to regulate your output to only exert enough force to leave a small print on the surface at best. With a hop and a skip, you frisk around from wall to wall before making it to the rooftop. Upon landing, you continue frisking around in puckish fashion. Despite having gotten a real good distance between you and the target, you were surprising keeping up with the caped crusader. With your current level of maneuverability, you were able to remain on top of the ABCs (Agility, Balance, and Coordination) while retaining an impressive burst of speed.

That said, perhaps the trickiest part wasn’t catching up to the mysterious figure but keeping yourself from being noticed. The ability of flight or even levitation would be most helpful right about now. Closest you came to it was manifesting dragon wings or enveloping fluids around your body to aloof you up with buoyancy. If you were in your divine state you didn’t even need the fluids to bring water physics like buoyancy to your environment. In spite of this, you managed to overcome that gap relatively easily. By watching the mysterious person in action you were able to emulate their exceptional acrobatics and athleticism, thus propelling yourself through the air at top speeds.

While not to the same degree as the one you were currently tailing, the level of prodigious aptitude made you do in mere moments what most take years to refine. The amount of latent ability and capacity residing within you was truly astonishing. Almost making you second guess if Tiamat was right about you being mere happenstance with how much you were excelling at this superhero business. Still, what was really impressive was how you were able to mask your presence and conceal yourself while moving at high speeds. Having only those action movies and fictional books as references, you took intensive care in emulating the stealth and grace found within that of the ninja.

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>>4439314

In this single chase, you continuously adapt and improve at unnatural speeds. The sensation was simply unreal, so much in fact you couldn’t help but bring yourself into a bubbly smile. Pulling off such feats as split-second maneuvers and nigh-instantaneous quick turns & spins/flips, you find your parkour game being at its zenith as your orientation and mobility skills steadily improve. Thus you begin feeling rather cheeky as you start closing the gap between you and the cape crusader. Upon closer inspection, you see his appearance wasn’t anything like what you imagine a bat-themed vigilante to wear. In fact, it was far too colorful once you got a better look.

Comprised of green tights, black ankle-high steel-toed boots, green elbow-high gloves, a short-sleeve green t-shirt underneath a red armored vest with a yellow letter "R" inside a black circle over his left pectoral muscle, a yellow utility belt, and a black cape that has a yellow interior. Looking from the back you see that it was his backward spiked up black hair that made you mistaken the cape crusader for the bat himself. He didn’t even have a bat theme cowl as the only thing covering his face was a black-and-white domino mask. Judging from his appearance he was no different than Rachel as he clearly was only fifteen years old in stature.

Unexpectedly disappointed at this you merely puffed your cheeks and begin to sulk. In your pouting fit, you decide to get an idea. Thinking that you would find batman through this graceful gentleman, you switched up your method of approach. In timing with your next leap, you kneel to your lowest level before jettisoning yourself at lightning-fast speeds. In your haste, however, your pounce was picked up immediately by the boy wonder. Doring what can only be a series of acrobatic moves, the caped crusader manages to avoid your sudden grab with a quadruple flip. Leaving you to tumble down on the floor, hitting against the wall as your legs dangle downward towards your face.

“Ah!. Whoops…” You smile, lowing your eyes during your stare at the raven-haired boy. Sweat drops sliding across your smooth skin in highlight to your internal evaluation.

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>>4439324

The boy wonder however drops onto one of the rooftop stands, perching like some sort of gargoyle. His face broke from the serious hard-boiled demeanor into that of a flustered teen. “I-I erm...uhhh...uhhh” The boy wonder studders, finding it rather difficult to speak in his normal dialect. Judging from the look on his face he was rather bashful and meek towards you. As if he was starstruck by stunning beauty. Doing the polite thing to do, he merely turns his back towards you, ushering you to properly get yourself sorted out before he dies from the flushing redness of his skin from embarrassment. Perhaps beginning to spark a sort of infatuation with the right button-pushing.

>Pick yourself up and apologize for rustling his hormones before introducing yourself to the boy wonder
>Take full advantage of the situation and sway the boy wonder to your side with some “provocative playfulness”
>Call the boy wonder out on his stares and taunt him into revealing what you want to know
>Try again to manhandle the boy wonder and set in the pecking order between the two of you
>Write-in

Congratulation, you charmed Robin, keep going and he may very well simp for you. Just like Bruce and Selina

>>4439327
>Call the boy wonder out on his stares and taunt him into revealing what you want to know
Hello OP, I was from the MHA quest. So you went with the strange system Wuxian used of the first roll choosing who is chosen and being a low roll and the rest being normal high roll for checks. Since the guy was a known troll, is the system working ?

>>4439333
It's been working surprisingly well. Dice gods still bless the game immensely, and the first roll does still have merits for outside effects, so no roll doesn't ever feel completely pointless. So thankfully no trolling is happening here.

Anyway welcome back.

>>4439327
>Pick yourself up and apologize for rustling his hormones before introducing yourself to the boy wonder

>>4439327
>Go all cutesy wutsey, while apologizing to Wobin for being a naughty widdle girly, we just wanted meet Batman, and the cute widdle birdy in front of us seemed like our best bet.

>Also "innocently" display our various charms.

>>4439648
Only a fool would try to out slut Dick Grayson

>>4439327
>Take full advantage of the situation and sway the boy wonder to your side with some “provocative playfulness”

>>4439327
>Take full advantage of the situation and sway the boy wonder to your side with some “provocative playfulness”
Selina's got nothing on us

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>>4439350
>>4439648
>>4439663
>>4439731
Yeah I can work with this. Anyway, you can roll 2d100 for additional luck and/or effectiveness.

Rolled 47, 92 = 139 (2d100)

>>4440262
Ha ha, time to poorly roll!

...Please don't poorly roll.

Rolled 96, 92 = 188 (2d100)

>>4440262

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>>4440416
>>4440449
Clearly >>4439731 is right. Selina has nothing on your Stacy energy and E-Thottery. I feel really bad for Starfire if this ends up blossoming into romance.

>>4439654
Never say never according to the dice gods.

Rolled 97, 31 = 128 (2d100)

>>4440262
Let's make it a clean 3, and ruin the roll.

>>4440477
Fuck that, we're just going to be the annoying cock teasing older sister; like hell we're going to cuckold Starfire.

>>4440477
Starfire is a little angel and we would never dickblock her, we like her to much for yhat.

>>4440522
>>4440653
I'm deeply proud of you guys. I assume that goes the same for Rachel/Raven and Lucky with Beast Boy and Cyborg right.

>>4440716
so who’s going to be our bf then?

>>4440477
>Aqualad
>Superboy
>Kid Flash
>Red X/Jason Todd
>Speedy
>Jericho
>Red Star
>Blue Beetle
>Static
>Billy Batson/Shazam
>Thunder and/or Lightning
>Hot Spot
>Herald

The possibilities are boundless.

>>4440262
>>4440477
Basically you're the Selina Kyle (Catwoman)/Felicia Hardy (Black Cat) of the Titans. Or modern Harley Quinn, whichever is the all time goddess of seduction and thottery.

Actually now I think about it, Sedusa fits you to a T.

Just like that it immediately hit you that the boy wonder was in fact captivated by you. You also know just how much of a gentlemen he was by not taking the incentive to look at your compromising position. A catty smile starts to fashion itself on your lusciously plump lips. Now you generally used your supernatural charisma and eloquence to mainly nag your enemies into surrender when working on the clock. Thus it didn’t normally occur to you to your hypnotic charm & beauty born from your ridiculous specs for persuasion. At least, not outside of your e-thottery as Stacie Sulman. Perhaps there was other non-violent methods of getting things done without just nagging.

Embracing your inner Stacie you prompt yourself back up to your feet with an acrobatic flip, landing on your toes like a cat. More of the boy wonder’s moves imprinted deeply onto your muscle memory and resonates with your body’s performance. “Sulman, Stacie Sulman at your service. I’m sowwie for bumping into you like that.”

“I-It’s no problem. Just try to be more careful while moving around.” The boy wonder stutters, keeping his back turn as hearing your voice alone was making him wobbly. “My name is Robin.Nice to meet you.”

“Awww, how cuite-e~ I love cute things and I so happen to find robins to be especially charming.” You smile, strutting seductively as your hips sway side to side, arm resting on those heart shaped curves. “I bet you must be handsome and cute too~”

“Err. I-I’m nothing special.” Robin brushes off but was more floundering as you made your presence coming closer. Instinctively he moved forward to keep putting a gap between yourself and him.

Seeing his subtle movements, you further crack a cat-like smile, almost becoming more serpentine as you was getting into teasing and playfully bullying the boy wonder. “Nonsense, I imagine that underneath that mask you’re like totally one strapping hunk.” You approached him closer, turning to look at him from another angle. In response to this Robin merely turns his body to another direction to keep his eyes from looking at your appearance directly.

“What’s wrong~? Let me see your face so I can be the judge of that. “

“N-no thanks, we can talk just fine like this.” Robin excludes, continuing to keep away from you only for you to keep meeting him from another side.

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>>4440897

“Come on~ All I wanna do is apologize for being such a naughty widdle girl. Maybe even give him a little smooch to make up for it.” You trail your words in a tease as you instantly close the gap between you and Robin. The tension between the two of you was escalating greatly as teenage hormones was at a all time high.

Seeing Robin continuing to keep a strong mount against your flirtatious quips and innuendo impressed you as most boys would be simping hard just from the sounds of your voice. Yet here he stood trying his hardest to remain cool and collective in stoic fashion. He certainly worthy of being called a hero. With that, you decide to take things up a notch as seeing batman was coming second. Right now your sisterly instincts was driving you to want to tease the boy wonder with your lascivious antics. This was well in line with your inner thot as you silently start to pull down your skirt with the spats following suit.

“Oh fweie. Guess I shouldn’t be prying any further and leave you to it. Just let me get at least one huggy wuggy before letting you go do your brudy woody.” You pitch in a cutesy tone.

“..fine, just one hug.” Robin reluctant, slowly turning over to look at him. What he was met practically startled him to the point of becoming speechless. Disrupting his train of thought as he starts stuttering and trabling in embarrassment.

Holding on to your sailor fuku blouse in your hand, you stood in your string bikini panties and swimsuit bra. Comfort and practicality was your bread and butter and given your powers having underwear that doubles as two-piece bikini swimsuit was the pivotal form of efficiency. “Alright then Robby boy, come and get it.” You arch your arms, fully exposing yourself to Robin with the biggest grin on your face.

“Hmm? What’ this? Are you so stunned by my beauty that it left you speechless?” You query, leaning forward to Robin. Slowly placing your right hand against your chin, you curl your face into a subtly seductive and teasing expression. “How cute~”

Robin completely froze as his mind just collapses to what he was seeing. Steam start to expel from his ears, his face turning into a deep shade of red, and skin glossing from sweating bullets at seeing you in your swimsuit. It was practically adorable seeing him squirm and freeze up from looking at your gorgeous and sculptured Olympian physique. There wasn’t a part of your appearance that wasn’t well-chiseled and/or toned. Empathizing between feminine beauty and amazonian strength in perfect harmony. Keeping your smile you start to walk forward towards him, swaying more of your curves as he was rendered petrified.

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>>4440899

“Cutie cutie~ Take a good long look as I’ll give you that huggy wuggy. Don’t give any phooey and I’ll even show you my phatootie.” You grin, turning a bit to show your bum to Robin, causing him to tumble down on the ground from the act.

Practically rendered helpless to your tomfoolery you made your way to Robin to give him that special hug. Upon reaching him you kneel down, continuing showing a provocative playfulness to the boy wonder. Gracefully wrapping your arms around his neck, you press your body onto him, giving him a full look on your backside with the added kiss to the cheek. If you listen closely you could exactly hear the moment where his heart skips several beats. His indomitable will was the only thing that was keeping him from getting a nosebleed or passing out from the embarrassment. Further earning your respect despite deeply enticing the boy wonder.

“See, now was that so hard? Anyway, lil ole me just wanna see batsy watsy. So I thought this cute widdle birdy in front of us seemed like our best bet.” You grin, whispering to Robin while pressing closer to him.

Hearing the name batman started to snap Robin out of his embarrassment as his face becomes more serious and cold. His arms quickly presses against your broad shoulders, gently pushing you back from him. “Sorry, but he and I aren’t working together anymore. ...I run solo now.” With that Robin set you gently on the ground before getting up. The look on his face gave away that he was going to leave Gotham to parts alone. Something serious must have happened to him, the somber and bittersweet look in his eyes gave away a tortured soul.

>Catch Robin before he disappears and try to sway him to forming a team with you.
>Sincerely apologize for teasing Robin and giving him the suggestion to go to jump city
>Back away and give Robin some space and your number if he ever needs your help
>Try to squeeze out the information out of him with your frivolous banter
>Write-in

>>4440902

The show never openly said it but Dick got shot during a mission and that left Bruce blaming himself over it. He wanted to keep Robin from superheroing, referring to it as kid stuff but Robin took it the wrong way, thinking that Batman was treating him like a kid rather than looking out for his safety. Also in term of timeline, this is just recently. So about thrice months before the Starfire incident.

>>4440534
>I swear every quest Maruta will ever do is just gonna have dice god blessings unless the plot specifically deems it worthy to fail a roll (like vs All Might). At this point it's kind of comical.

Considering the bonus factor works immensely high here >>4440489 in addition to >>4440416
>>4440449 You be exactly right. Goes to show I'be only been delaying the inevitable.

>>4440902
>Catch Robin before he disappears and try to sway to forming a partnership with you

>>4440902
>Catch Robin before he disappears and try to sway him to forming a team with you.

>>4440902
>Catch Robin before he disappears and try to sway him to forming a team with you.

>>4440938
>>4440954
>>4441420

>Still using the previous rolls for this since your influence is still remarkably strong with Robin.

Sensing the lamentation coming from Robin you immediately reach out your hand towards the caped crusader moments before he prepared to hop to the next building. “W-Wait!” You cry, practically pouncing the boy wonder like a cat to a bird.

“Gack!” Robin exclaims. He was quickly pulled down with a loud thud. Turning upwards to meet you, Robin was rightfully agitated by your sudden pounce. “Listen I told you that-”

Silencing Robin with a gentle touch of your index finger, you gave him a sympathizing expression. “Listen. I’m going to be real with you and drop the E-thottery and public persona. My real name is Sarena Rosenberger. Sixteen years old, used to be an average overachiever who graduated high school and works at a pizzeria as a mascot theme hostess. Just a month ago I’ve been granted these strange mystical powers. Turns out the grimiore I found in my family’s house was a magical artifact from long ago. And through it I ended up becoming a balancer for the forces of chaos and order.” You explain, pinning Robin down as you went through your whole story to him and the events that lead you to this point.

After hearing your whole story, Robin relaxes and meet your concern gaze with reluctance. “Why exactly are you telling me all of this…”

“If you want someone to open up then you got to be willing to share your life story. Equivalent exchange and all.” You smile sincerely, deeply empathizing with the boy wonder. “I know we just met and I don’t have any right to pry, especially considering the little teasing I was doing. But I don’t want you to know that you don’t have to hold it all in. You don’t have to bear it by yourself and remain in solitude. You’d be surprise how helpful people can be...if you’re willing to open up and give them your hand.”

“...Richard Grayson. I come from a family of circus performers. We used to be called the flying Graysons.”Robin explains, sharing his life story to you once you got off him and sit properly. Of course you took the incentive to put back on your clothing to make things more personal and casual.

From what you gathered from Dick’s story it was one of tragedy as his family was ultimately killed by a mob boss extort protection money from the circus owner. Through batman’s assistance his story changed into one filled with hope and new beginnings after putting Tony Zucco in bars. Throughout the years Dick was Batman’s partner as he was taught everything the dark knight could offer to him. And for the longest time they were like father and son. But after being shot by The Joker, their relationship was put on the rocks and in the end Dick choose to leave Gotham to find a new place to call home.

>>4441437

“...I don’t wanna say this since I don’t know Batman personally. But from my perspective, he almost sounds like my Dad.” You reflect, resting your arms against your knees.

“You mean the police commissioner? Yeah I guess we both have a way with stern, hard-boiled parental figures.” Robin reflects, sitting next to you on the rooftop as he stares at the night sky.

“Yeah. So if he’s anything like my dad then I can safely say that he’s worried about you. I don’t think he would say those thing as a way to demoralize you. He just wants what’s best for you. Getting shot like that isn’t something that you can easily walk off. I know since I was shot too.” Naturally you was referring to the time with Dr. Light but something in your memory telling you this wasn’t the first time it happened. You couldn’t shake off this feeling but for now you chose to keep silent.

“...Yeah.I realize that once I had time to think about it. But it doesn’t change the fact it was my fault and my mistake, not his. I never want him to think that it was his fault that I became a superhero. That I chose this life and willing to pay any price for it out of my own vilitions. I don’t want another kid to have to grow up without their parents. To go through what I had to all this time. And, deep down in my heart I know what I am doing is right. But as I am right now, I can’t exactly go back and face Batman.”

“If you don’t got nowhere to go, then why don;t you come with me to Jump City. It’s much nicer than Gotham, but that peace has made it rather soft and rusty. If a bumbling buffoon like Dr. Light could make his way to taking advantage of my city. Then you can bet that many other criminals and outlaws both metahuman and well equipped in the finest tech money can by will try to turn it into their new paradise. To tell you the truth, I’ve only experience running against chumps like Dr. Light or the Snow Siblings. I have very little experiences handling real threats. So powerful as I am, I would only cause my problems on my own.”

“This isn’t like your last team up where you’re the sidekick. We do this together as equals, as partners..” Smilingly softly at Dick, you lean over to whisper to him as your inner thot took over. “Besides, I could use a good Dick for support .I’ll be relying on you until I get my footing as a crime-fighting heroine.””

\

>>4441445

“Then it’s settled. Look out Jump City, there’s a new crime fighting team that’s on the prowl. So watch yourself or else you’ll be in for a brawl.” You stood up on top of the rooftop, parading a chant as the wind blows against your hair and clothes in dramatic fashion. Thinking on it a bit you place your hand on your chin. “...Suppose I’ll have to change the name. Can’t exactly call ourselves the bombshells since we’re not an all ladies team.”

>Where do you want to jump-cut to next?

>Jump immediately to meeting Zatanna at her dressing room
>Jump to a week later towards your return trip back to Jump City with your new team
>Jump to one month later towards finishing establishing the Titans Tower with Robin, Jinx and Raven
>Jump three months later in Jump City on that faithful day
>Write-in

(You can also start planning on what you want to be doing during those time periods)

>>4441457
>Jump to a week later towards your return trip back to Jump City with your new team

>>4441457
>Jump to a week later

Zee was expecting us and all, we probably got a prepackaged song and dance.

>>4441556
>>4441663
Alright seems like we got a game plan. So with that roll me 3d100 this time for Zatanna magic and mystic training

Rolled 58, 92, 59 = 209 (3d100)

>>4441875

Rolled 77, 92, 29 = 198 (3d100)

>>4441875

Rolled 62, 19, 67 = 148 (3d100)

>>4441875

>>4441875

Rolled 82, 71, 75 = 228 (3d100)

>>4442025
Crap, let me try that again.

>>4442027

Oh wow, that roll, along with those two 92s, probably meant we learnt quite a bit.

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>>4442025
Do you need help rolling?

>>4441902
>>4441983
Well ain't that some serious fortune luck.

>>4442031
>>4442027
>>4442031
>>4442012
So to recap from >>4437583 Your yearly training in both Mysticism and Occultism, as well as Amazonian & Homo Magi teaching/conditioning will be documented by these rolls. So we don't have to focus on training unless it's plot relevant. Thus we can focus on the the story and characters rather than slow things done.

That it said, perhaps it's unsurprising that due to the rolls that Invocation & Incantation comes far easier to you than Non-verbal methods such as Inscription Casting/Rune Magic & Symbol Magic like Glyphs, Emblem, Charms, and Sigil. Eastern magic like Ofuda/Talisman, Hand Seals, or Wu Xing & Onmyōdō share the same setback. Then again, considering whom you're learning from it isn't that surprising.

>>4442245

One week later you find yourself returning home from your trip to Gotham. Accompanying you were your companions Rachel Roth, Lucky Sharm, and Richard Grayson. Through a simple teleportation spell from a well-placed spell circle, you arrived at the outskirts of Jump City. You were still getting used to the remarkable convenience that was hammerspace as reside in your car. All the valuable equipment, supplies, and other resources you accumulated were safely contained in a fashionable blue brooch with a malleable black handkerchief scarf. It was the nexus point to the magus grid.

Like the golden apples, it carries a vast if not otherwise nigh-insurmountable fount of knowledge and power of the mystical & magical arts. It was also a two-way communicator via scrying as it was a key method of keeping in contact with your mentor Zatanna. Like Orana, you told the sorceress supreme that you couldn’t travel around the world as her apprentice and stage magician. Unlike with the amazonian champion, however, she didn’t set up any stipulation time-limit for you to be up to standard. Instead, she merely manifests and conscripted a guiding magical avatar to teaching you everything that Zatanna personally knows through the brooch amulet.

Before you received the amulet you still underwent a week-long boot camp with Zatanna. It was both a means to measure your current skills and evaluate your character to Zatanna. Thankfully like with Orana she took relatively easy to you, especially your showboating and flamboyant charm. Having an innate aptitude to showmanship also helped appeal to Zatanna given the potential for prestidigitation. You yourself took well with the half-Jewish magician, even choosing to emulate her style on top of your own. While you were still skeptical of magic, you do start to find some form of appreciation and understanding as you categorize the phenomenon and events as “cheating the system” rather than being something that cannot be logically explained.

After a week of boot camp hell and hitting the books, you earned your mantle of being viewed as an honorary magi just like with the amazonian women of Themyscira. But like with the amazonians, you have a lot of expectations and trials on your shoulders in order to truly identify yourself as one of them. One of which was the massive mountain of homework and learning plans assigned to you in order to keep you on your toes. Between this and Amazon training, you feel a great burden hoisted upon your shoulders. At least your extensive skills in cramming and studying were coming to great use.

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>>4442368

Considering what the worst-case scenario could have been, you were willing to accept this necessary evil added on to your everyday life. It was just as Zatanna says, School was back in session. If nothing else, it would ultimately help you down your path of becoming a worthy balancer for Order and Chaos. And you have Rachel helping you with occult studies alongside Lucky who was also learning sorcery. Martial arts training, acrobatics, and anything else that would be beneficial for an amazon on the other hand you have Richard to assist in your learning. It was all a matter of perseverance and discipline.

Nevertheless, you managed to achieve in a week what most beginners take an entire year or two in order to achieve. Be it mystical, magical, or martial, it seems to come to naturally like breathing. Your time as a massive bookworm and researcher came remarkably handy. Logomancy, Invocation, Incantation, and many other forms of verbal spellcasting was child’s play. So much in fact you even manage to pick up on Zatanna’s backward speaking and mannerisms. Though the non-speaking methods of casting were far more difficult than you initially believed. In spite of this, your skills in those arts were certainly above average, just barely hitting the prodigy status as you follow Zatanna’s lessons to a truth.

“I’m finally back home~ Oh Jump City, I’ll never take your cheerful ambiance for granted ever again.” You fawn over, almost feeling compelled to kiss the ground you hugged the pavement.

“Is she going to be alright?” Robin asks, stepping from the shotgun seat.

“Pay no mind, we’re here now so we can just focus on the more important thing.” Jinx brushes off with mild indifference, leaving from the left side of the passenger seat.

“You mean finding a place to live right? Even with hammerspace keeping our valuables and gifts taken care of, I’d doubt that all of us can stay at Sarena’s house.”

“Yeah, I’d rather not explain to my family why I came home with a group of drifters.” You chime, pulling yourself from the ground. “There has to be something we can do for lodging until we can find a place to establish a base of operation.”

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“We could always find an abandoned house or factory to crash until we’d settled our housing issue.”Jinx shrugs, leaning against the car as contemplate her next move. “Maybe it’ll be haunted if we’re lucky.”

“...Did you say haunted?” Raven blinks. She was failing to hide her growing excitement at the possibility of living in a haunted estate.

“Don’t get attached, Jinx is just pulling your leg.” Robin retorts, placing his hand on her shoulder as Raven sulks. “Building a place shouldn’t be too hard. Especially if we have the right funding. Time however is the main issue.”

>Try to convince your dad and the mayor to support the Titans and help with building a secret base
>Ask Robin if he can get Batman’s assistance in helping to fund your new home
>Commit even further into the realms of e-thottery and gain the money through merchandising and subscriptions
>Consider using magic for your personal gain in spite of Zatanna’s advice and build a home
>Humor Raven and actually try to find a haunted location for a temporary base
>Do things the old fashion way while you accommodate everyone to Jump City till the Tower is built

>>4442372
Now for the hard choices in life , housing and bills, money though the power of thot or getting Batman dumby money?.

>>4442372
>Commit even further into the realms of E-Thottery and gain the money through merchandising and subscriptions.
>Ask Orana for the amazon's support in exchange for a favor.

>Humor Raven and actually try to find a haunted location for a temporary base

And if the spirits object...

>Leave this place, mortal, it is not for the living---
>Oops~, I dropped my pen, now where ever could it have gotten to ~?
>:unintelligible ghostly sounds:
>Oh good, I knew you'd see it my way~
>...Really Steph? Really?

>>4442378
>>4442388
>>4442392
If everyone is fine with these then you can start giving me some 3d100s.

Rolled 89, 41, 73 = 203 (3d100)

>>4442401

Rolled 86, 69, 20 = 175 (3d100)

>>4442401

Rolled 49, 95, 53 = 197 (3d100)

>>4442372
>Commit even further into the realms of e-thottery and gain the money through merchandising and subscriptions

>>4442401

Rolled 24, 63, 82 = 169 (3d100)

>>4442372

Rolled 54, 86, 8 = 148 (3d100)

>>4442401

>>4442401

“No, I think Ray might have a point.” You muse, folding your arms as your mind goes into work calculating finances.

“You’ve got to be kidding.” Lucky scoffs. “I was kidding about actually shacking up in a haunted house.”

“Think about it. Haunted houses are a dirt-cheap real estate goldmine. Nobody wants to put in the effort of sprucing up a rundown home especially if they’re spooky scary specters and spirits lingering around. Between Rachel’s soul-self, your karmic hexes and charms, Richard’s wide assortment of tools and gadgets, and my walking divinity, I’m positive that we can handle a few lingering troublemakers.” Explaining the pros of this hair brain scheme you went into a long Jewish rant over the financial benefits that would make your ancestors deeply proud.

Swarmed by your meticulous lecture, weary from your inner cheapskate tendencies Lucky lets out an annoyed grown. DIck and Rachel on the other hand merely rolled with it without any complaints. A silver tongue and gold-plated heart was a match made in heaven. Both were attributing that you undoubtedly carry as even before becoming demihuman you were great at influencing others, swaying them to your side especially wit facts and logic. Having the hypnotic charm and beauty was merely the icing on the cake. As well as a body capable of intimidator/domineering approaches.

Seeing Lucky practically render braindead from your long lecture, you lighty cross your arms and lower your gaze. “Would you rather sleep in my car for the next few months or however long it takes to round up the funds to make a secret base of operations?”You curtly mentioned with a sharp point.

“DIck, you’re on my side aren’t you? Tell her how ridiculous this is.” Lucky whines.

“Sorry, Lucky but I agree with Sarena here. We can’t trouble people by merely hooking up in a hotel, much less Sarena’s home. Even with my own finances and connections, it’ll take some serious time before we can merit any fruit to build ourselves a base from the ground up. So with that in mind, it’s only ethical to go with the haunted house suggestion.’ DIck interjects, cocking an eyebrow to the pink-haired goth. “That is unless you have any better ideas.”

“UGH! Me and my big mouth. Fine, whatever. Let’s get this over with. But I tell you what if I get ghosts peaking in the shower I’m bringing the whole house down.” Throwing her hands in frustration, Lucky starts to walk off in a loud humph.

“Ironic considering the fact she’s just as potent with good luck as she is with bad luck” Rachel quips, feeling rather pleased over the matter of living in a haunted house.

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>>4442627

From that point on the four of you agreed on the current plan of action. Luckily it didn’t take long to find a rather quaint and charming abode. Near Jump City’s bay, there was a four-story brownstone home, styled after the Victorian-era. A real gothic paradise as Rachel picked up on some serious strong paranormal activity, much to Lucky’s grimace. According to the brochure, it was a boarding home/inn for travelers and orphans till an unfortunate series of events cost the lives of the caretaker and his merry band of workers and several of the residents. It was also built on a ritual burial ground practiced by pagan cultist and spirit mediums. Specifically, Eclectic Wicca. In your words, it was like the shining meets poltergeist.

Much to Lucky’s misfortune, the place was in fact haunted by wandering spirits as the area was deeply enriched in mystical/spiritual energies. To the surprise of nobody upon entering the building, you were met immediately with the paranormal as they didn’t take too kindly to your renovation and refurbishment. Naturally Dick and Lucky were preparing themselves for a fight, with Rachel being more reluctant since she was still in a pacifistic mood. Before things could escalate you took the initiative in “taming” the souls of the loss through your e-thottery. Through a mix of provocative playfulness and flirtatious swaying, you easily pacify the spirits.

More importantly, being surrounded by very strong paranormal and supernatural forces awakened and augmented your innate Spirit possession potency and mediumship/spirituality skills. At this stage, you were well adjusted to being a perfect vessel for ethereal and corporeal entities on the mysticism and occultism scale. Using that to your advantage giving you the edge needed to serve as a bridge between the spirits and your friends. Unlike the astral projection of Rachel’s soul self, you were able to do the opposite as your mode switched into an ethereal/corporeal form via ghosting. It was the same astral body that Ice Kate was able to do on a greater scale while retaining flesh & blood semblance.

With the house secured it would take no time at all fixing up the home away from home with the money saved up from the deal. In fact, there wasn’t a whole lot that needed fixing since the house was surprisingly well kept despite its age. And with your robust body and alchemic magic runes added to the equation, refurbishing went by rather quickly than expected. The entire process would take about one to three weeks, but getting the essentials down merely took a few days. That was good enough for you as during this time you made the conscious decision to go further into your public persona to make the dough.

>>4442641

Sure you could’ve easily relied on DIck’s abundant fortune on the matter as Batman’s successor and legitimate businessman. However, you didn’t want Dick to be obligated to be the one strongarming the operation. The same goes for using either of Rachel and Lucky’s talents to round up money. After all, it was you who brought everyone to Jump City. That’s also why you didn’t resort to using your fathers’ connections with the police or the mayor to assist in gaining financial support. It was already hard enough to get your family to accept your new role. The last thing you wanted was to drag them into this.

So while Dick searched for a place for a base and Rachel and Lucky overseen the restoration and remodeling of the haunted house. You in turn decide to use your own talents to rake in the dough. Shifting to greater levels of racy thottery you used the skills picked up from Zatanna to further your internet empire. From creating subscription services for more lewd and brazen content to joining the merchandising and commercial express. You contributed a wide assortment of goods and services for your followers. Even going as far as to sell it as “gamer girl’ products as you put ingenuity to an all-time high.

In your rebranding of your risqué and satirical if not arguably trolling content you saw an astronomically ludicrous jump in popularity. On Instagram alone you pulled over ten million followers as all manner of social media and content making was now on a global scale. If that didn’t weird you out, the auctions on things like locks of your hair, cosmetics, and even your bath water were making an insurmountable fortune. If you weren’t doing this for a good cause, chances are you’d be having an existential crisis over how many people were “thirsty” for you. Still, what was merely a hobby was now becoming a major contender for a full-time career as you rake in the financial support.

With cash in toe, the only thing that remains is getting the supplies to build the base of operation. The only ones that came to mind who you think could lend you the resources needed were the Amazons of Themyscira. But relying on them wouldn’t come cheap.

>Pay a trip to Themyscira and persuade the amazon queen to give you the resources needed to build your base
>Try to establish a partnership with Wayne or Kord Enterprises for what you seek.
>Look to seek to work with S.T.A.R. Labs to get the additional backing needed for your base
>Try to buy what you need from Lexcorp under as a commission.
>Cut the middle man and try to use magic to solve the issue regardless of risks
>Write-in

>>4442664
>Try to buy what you need from Lexcorp under as a commission.

Say what you will about Lex Luthor, his shit works. The only problem is trying to not have all this lead back to us.

>>4442664

Due to the result of your rolls, you got major cred and financial resources through your public persona. You're not batman levels of rich, but you do hold the same level of presence and in time could make that ascent through the right sponsorship and/or merchandising deals.

As for personal powers that are 100% your own and not a byproduct of your union with Shekhina and Tiamat

>Ectoplasmic/Spiritual Energy Manipulation
>Eidetic Memory & Reflexes
>Peak Human Condition (Supercharged to Superhuman when running on additional spirit justice)
>Papercraft & Mimicry
>Innate Aptitude to Natural Magic(Alchemy, Magick (Thelema), Spirituality/Shamanism, Mysticism (religious ecstasies), Drudicism/Elementalism and Jewitchery/Magickal Judaism)
>Spirit Carrier (Possession & Conjuration/Attraction)

Ethereal is deeply rooted in you as we come to learn why you make such a perfect vessel despite being referred to as nothing special.

>>4442716
Oh my goodness we a ghost magnet.
>Spirit Carrier (Possession & Conjuration/Attraction)

>>4442664
Pay a trip to Themyscira and persuade the amazon queen to give you the resources needed to build your base.

>>4442664
>Try to establish a partnership with Wayne or Kord Enterprises for what you seek.

>>4442664
>Try to establish a partnership with Wayne or Kord Enterprises for what you seek.
>>4442716
>Eidetic Memory & Reflexes

>>4442716
>Pay a trip to Themyscira and persuade the Amazon queen to give you the resources needed to build your base.

>>4442664
>Try to establish a partnership with Wayne or Kord Enterprises for what you seek.
>Eidetic Memory & Reflexes

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>>4442802
>>4443013
>>4443286
>>4443467
Seems like Wayne Enterprise is taking priority. Fine with me. Also, >>4442716 isn't a choose your power list. So I appreciate the enthusiasm but it's not necessary. But I will acknowledge being on top of your own power's hierarchy.

So on the off chance your powers was neutralized or the divine empowerment was cut off, you'd make for a 1 to 1 rendition of Black Canary/Orphan

Anyway, going to need another 2d100 roll if you would.

Rolled 96, 2 = 98 (2d100)

>>4443484

Rolled 32, 87 = 119 (2d100)

>>4443484

Rolled 52, 52 = 104 (2d100)

>>4443484
Wasn't voting for a power just saying we are a ghost magnet.

>>4443496
Nah you're fine. Two people was picking >Eidetic Memory & Reflexes which given your luck so far is already gonna be impressive. But yes ghosts and other paranormal entities follow you like simps and orbiters.

Rolled 28, 36 = 64 (2d100)

>>4443484
Oops

>>4443484

Recalling from Orana’s explanation Themyscira. has a special artifact that allows them to control the island nation’s placement and move it to any location. It was how the ancient civilization was able to avoid contact with the Patriarch’s World for eons. With the technology from Themeyscira imprinted onto your bracers you could find the island if you so choose. Of course, you wanted to keep the idea of relying on Orana and the Amazons as a last-ditch effort. You didn’t know how they would react if they knew you are on a team with a male. And with the potential of being stranded, it was just not worth it as your first option.

Thinking on it for a while came the idea of contracting a commission or partnership with a company/corporation. With your current escalation of fame and fortune, you were rather surprised by the offers that you gained. Each and every one of them was a multinational corporation, some more diverse than others. The first one that came to mind was LexCorps, a conglomerate that originated at an aerospace engineering firm. Reading from the articles you easily found out they are one of the top cutting edge companies if the very best in machinery and technological advancements.

At first, it sounds like a perfect match but upon closer inspection, you realize the company was held accountable to some controversial stuff. Mostly it came from the resources it gave and the potential incidents that were allegedly connected with Lexcorps. It wasn’t all that surprising since most organizations weren’t simply black and white. Still, this was something that you feel like discussing with the others. As you ponder on how to interact, several more offers popped up on your laptop. The names were as followed. Kord Industries, Queen Industries, S.T.A.R. Labs, and...Wayne Enterprises.

Reading on the multinational company you find its records to be far cleaner than Lexcorps. Several groups including Krod Industries was deeply tied to the conglomerate. Their technology and science fields were on par with Lexcorp. The more you start to read on the matter the more you feel safer in taking the offer from Wayne Enterprises. Upon committed to the proposition, you underwent a series of transactions and legislation between the second of command. After a much lengthy conference through email and voice chat, you ultimately found yourself victorious as your partnership was accepted.

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>>4443619

With newfound joy, you find yourself about to enter a private call with Mr. Bruce Wayne, CEO and owner/chairman of the global business conglomerate. Given enough time to prepare and set out a secure location to have a one on one discussion with Mr, Wayne. This was your big chance to get exactly what you needed for Titan’s Tower. For that very reason, you chose to dress professionally in order to make yourself as grown-up as possible. The resources needed will certainly draw attention and cause suspicions on the purpose. So you set yourself ready to win to cure any suspicion and concern while proving your maturity to your business partner.

>Be completely honest with Mr. Wayne and tell him first hand why you need the requested resources even if it means revealing your hero identity.
>Try to dance around with half-truths over the need of Heroes for Jump City while keeping your involvement in the matter a secret.
>Purposely meander and subtly try to sway the conversation to your favor while revealing as little information as possible.
>Try to tempt Mr. Wayne with your charm and beauty into pampering your every request
>Write-in

>>4443620
>Be completely honest with Mr. Wayne and tell him first hand why you need the requested resources even if it means revealing your hero identity.

It feels right in my heart.

>>4443620
>Be completely honest with Mr. Wayne and tell him first hand why you need the requested resources even if it means revealing your hero identity.

He ain't Superman, but some honesty could go a long way with him.

>>4443620
>>Be completely honest with Mr. Wayne and tell him first hand why you need the requested resources even if it means revealing your hero identity.

>>4443645
>>4443698
>>4443707
Good to see all the luck and e-thoterry didn't make you fall to hubris. Especially since the world greatest detective can put together your public stunt with the snow siblings and your appearance being connected. No roll this time, you're getting the full support. Writing soon.

>>4443954

Upon getting ready you began your voice conference with the head honcho himself. Upon first glance, you were met with a real sight for sore eyes. To say that you weren’t swept by how handsome Bruce Wayne was would be a monumentally blatant lie. Now you were classy enough to avoid being hot and bothered in all of its definitions, but you feel like if you met someone like that face to face you would relatively be crushing on their debonair style and dandy charms. From his alluring blue eyes to his rugged good looks, he was a man who was the epiphany of human potential, a perfect balance of brains and brawn.

For a billionaire philanthropist and playboy, you could easily see why so many people are infrared with him. This wasn’t someone who you could easily sway and charmed with your standard shtick. You weren’t sure if even your A-game would be enough to earn more than a bemused chuckle from the sophisticated businessman. Just from one glance alone your woman’s intuition was telling you he was someone with years of experience. So in order for him to respect you and give you the backing you needed, you’ll have to put the thottery away and confront him as Sarena Rosenberger. It was your only shot.

“Good afternoon Ms. Rosenberger. A pleasure to meet you. I’m glad that we could have this talk. I personally apologize deeply for having to spring this up on short notice.” Bruce softly spoke, retaining a reassuring and calming smile to you as he talked from his office.

“No, no. The pleasure is all mine. I’m really happy that the cards let us meet like this. If a little unexpectedly is the price then I’ll be happy to pay it for what needs to be done.” You mention, relaxing as you gently brush your hair to the side, hiding your timorous expressions through bashful skittishness.

Bruce nods, slowly putting his hand on the documents. “Very remarkable. Now then, I reviewed the requests you sent to my corporation upon accepting the terms and conditions of your contract during the process of formulating both the partnership and sponsorship deal. What you requested has honestly raised some suspicions on why you would need such high-grade tech and other resources. But I’m not one to turn down the proposition without hearing from the other side. I like to get the facts before making a decision. So tell me in your own words the reason for this.”

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>>4444078

Clearing your throat and rubbing against your necktie, you choose to emulate a brazen yet demure approach. Mentally preparing yourself for what you need to do as this was your burden upon stepping into the world of capes & cowls. You couldn’t back away now, especially with how many people are dependent on you. Though, a nagging thought came across your mind. Could you really trust Mr. Wayne with your secret? Despite the viral video of your fight with the snow siblings, seemingly nobody has been able to put two and two together and linked you to it. But the more you think about it, the more you temper those doubts and choose to take a leap of faith.

“Yes, that’s correct. I’m sure that what I’m asking can be rather...unorthodox, thus worthy of concern. But I assure you that I only have the best interest in my community and not doing this mostly out of my own volition or self-interest. Jump City is my home and while it has been safe from the metahumans and superpowered assailants all this time. It’s only a matter of time before the calm before the storm finally comes to an end. And rather than wait for that end, I wanna take the initiative and make the necessary steps for contingency plans.”

“A strong sense of justice and righteousness as well as a sense of duty. Just what I’d expect from the eldest daughter of the commissioner of Jump City. From what you have written in your report, there are merits in your concern. Being from a place that personally has to deal with such problems I can wholeheartedly understand wanting to avoid the worst-case scenario. “ Bruce ponders. Placing his elbow on the table and wrapping his palms together. “That said, this is typically a problem that should be tackled by the local authorities. So, it would be rather improper to leave it to a teenage girl. But I take it you wouldn’t be trying feverishly if you didn’t have some sort of concrete reason.”

“That’s right. I know very well that what I am doing isn’t something that a soon to be seventeen-year girl should tackle. But, as you said I have concrete reasons that may convenience you.” Taking a deep breath you start to send a video to Bruce Wayne. It was the recordings of your encounter with Dr. Arthur Light. In addition to this, you start to move your laptop away for a bit to give you some space.

Once setting the laptop far enough from the table and rolling your office chair enough you take a few more breaths to get your concentration in order. Relaxing your muscles and clearing your mind you began to give a demonstration. Circulating the fluids lingering around the room into your pours, your body begins to glow. In mere moments your body’s mass and volume start to gradually increase at fixed speeds. Alongside your growth so did your clothing for obvious reasons. To make your point across you took up three-fourths of the entire ten-foot room, carefully avoiding smothering the furniture under your new mass.

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>>4444084

“I am one of those metahumans. Through circumstances beyond my control, I’ve been entrusted with special powers and I want to use my newfound gifts to help others. Although it should be natural that great powers come with great responsibilities, but it goes far beyond that. If I have the power to do something, to bring some serious good to others and protect them, then I can’t allow myself to be standing around doing nothing. I don’t want live a life of regrets or what-ifs.” You explain, going in detail about your special abilities and capabilities. You didn’t hesitate to explain the whole story, giving Bruce everything he needed to trust you.

Keeping a frivolous yet stern expression, Bruce soon begins to smile. “A pure heart with convictions and sincere care for others. You weren’t far off from being a true hero, Ms. Rosenberger. Or should I say, Pantheona. You’re still wet behind the ears

“Take for instance, when using your powers, you have to be careful of your surroundings. You won’t know who or what would be lurking in the shadows.” Bruce interjects, pointing at the security camera’s footage of the fight with the Snow Siblings, showing more than what the viral video was able to capture.

“...If I may interject...how did you get that information?” You pause, respectfully sweating bullets from being unnerved by the content. “Cause, not to be rude or something but it’s almost as if…”

“That it was planned? That’s a healthy amount of caution. But let me make it clear that I didn’t have any involvement with the events that transacted. That said, it wasn’t easy getting that footage, especially since it was passed around to multiple factions. Thankfully the quality of the video wasn’t concrete for most to try and link it to your public persona. Even so, there are factions like Project Cadmus who are working in hand to counteract the looming threat of metahumans. Others who want to take advantage of the opportunity presented, and those who just want to knock the dominoes down and see what happens.” Bruce explains, giving you quite the stern talking, not unlike a father to their child. “Also for the record, leaving the scene just before the police arrive can lead one to have the wrong impression of you.”

“You’re right...I’m sorry.” You meekly respond, tilting your head as you shrink down back to your default size.

>>4444090

“Don’t beat yourself too hard. Learn from your mistakes and strive to do better. That’s what it means to be human.”Bruce smiles, reaching his hand back to the laptop as he presses a single button. “Anyway, it’s fortunate that you chose to be honest and straightforward with me. I like that. So I’m going to approve your request and give you full support over your ambition. I’m sure batman will also give you his blessings.”

Upon saying those words your computer started to light up as the bat insignia soon appears. A look of shock and bewilderment soon comes across your face as your heart flutters and eyes blink wildly. Bruce meanwhile kept his index finger on his lips, ushering you to not say a sound. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out the connection. Especially when the world’s greatest detective practically giving you the answers. Recalling your talks with Dick it dawns upon you why Mr. Wayne has taken quite the interest into you. As well as how he was able to piece together your secret and monitor your actions.

“Anyway, I’ll work on the papers and ship the necessary resources and equipment to Jump City’s island bay, There’s a Wayne Enterprise building in the city so whenever you need to personally make contact with one of the representatives there you’ll have clearance among other benefits due to our partnership. I entrust great things from you, Ms. Rosenberger.”

>Thank Bruce for his assistance and promise to not let him or Batman down
>Take the moment to ask Bruce some questions while you have the chance
>Try to tackle the elephant in the room and talk about the current relationship with Robin
>Write-in

>>4444091

>Also what do you plan on doing for the next month?

>Write-in

With this we'll get our tie in with Silas Stone and his son Victor Stone. Thus leaving us only having to round up Garfield Logan before the faithful day if you so choose.

After the time-skip there's only one more month until the invasion.

>>4444091
>tackle elephant
The man before us is Dick's Legal Guardian.

>>4444105
Get things established as far as base, work on training, build the interpersonal relationships with our soon to be house mates.

>>4444091
>Try to tackle the elephant in the room and talk about the current relationship with Robin

>>4444091
>>Try to tackle the elephant in the room and talk about the current relationship with Robin
Also thank him.
>>4444105
>>4444578
Supporting this.

>>4444578
>>4444679
>>4444684
Good enough for me. You can start giving me some 3d100s. As well as what do you want to train in this month. (Choose 3 or Jack of All Trades)

>Physical Prowess and Body Conditioning
>Paranormal(Spiritual) Powers such as the Phantom Force
>Further Fluid Training (Balancing Life & Death Water)
>Improve on your Personal Powers (>>4442716)
>Improve on the powers retained from the Pleroma in your base form
>Focus extensively and intensively on your your magic studies.
>Focus extensively and intensively on your your mystic/divine studies.
>Focus on the Amazonian Training and tapping further into your dual mind capabilities
>Try to learn some things from one of your friends (write-out who and what)
>Advance your Alchemy Skills & tap into your mystic fluids to devise paints and/or potions for an array of temporally different effects (Taking the suggestion from>>4438046)
>Familiarize yourself with the magic arsenal that Sophia/Levia possesses
>Try to learn a new ability/skill [write-out your suggestion]
>Other (Write-in)

Phantom Force (You have ghostly powers have made most normal people consider you odd. You can become intangible, invisible, shoot ectoplasmic blasts, the works really. A real phantom for the ages [If you need a better picture think Danny Phantom/Gentleman Ghost]

Rolled 80, 35, 69 = 184 (3d100)

>>4444735
>Improve on your Personal Powers
>Familiarize yourself with the magic arsenal that Sophia/Levia possesses
>Squeeze more money from E thottery, launch a new merchandise line, voice a few cameos on several games.

Rolled 31, 27, 17 = 75 (3d100)

>>4444735
>>Further Fluid Training (Balancing Life & Death Water)
>>Improve on your Personal Powers
>>Improve on the powers retained from the Pleroma in your base form

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Rolled 9, 21, 77 = 107 (3d100)

>>4444735
>>4444735
>Paranormal (Spiritual) Powers l8ke the Phantom Force
>Focus on your Amazonian Training and tapping further into your dual mind capabilities
>Focus a fair bit on both the powers given to you by the Pleroma in your base form and your personal powers.

Lets become the ultimate ghost thot.

Rolled 42, 73, 68 = 183 (3d100)

>>4444735
>Improve on your Personal Powers
>Focus extensively and intensively on your your magic studies.
>Focus on our thottery career

Rolled 1, 74, 38 = 113 (3d100)

>>4444857
>Improve on your Personal Powers
>Focus extensively and intensively on your your magic studies.
>Focus on our thottery career
Not going to lie that pic fit with what in my head atm

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>>4444937
Well there's also this

>>4444744
>>4444910
>>4444937
I mean that's not particularly training and would happen anyway. But I'll acknowledge it.
>Monetary Manipulation [2/3]: Like the legends of the Midas touch, so too can you conjure, transmute, and manipulate any monetary source. So far you have Paper and Coinage (Metals such as Gold, Silver, Copper, Platinum, etc). Gemstones/Jewelry needs additional practice and commitment.

>>4444744
>>4444774
>>4444857
>>4444910
>>4444937
Anyway, it seems we have our priority.

>Improve on your Personal Powers
>Focus extensively and intensively on your your magic studies.
With the renaming one votes gaining attention and acknowledgment but far lesser than the others, especially with e-thot focusing.

>>4444948
Oh and Empowerment. Forgot to add that bit. As a side effect you're a walking piggy bank for storage. Any source of monetary gain you can consume/store within yourself for a boost, just like with fluids.

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>>4444955
So if I am understanding this right, we're literally fueled by the powers of Capitalism and Thottery Worshipping. Kek, we really are the Jewish version of Aphrodite

>>4444948

Smiling at his acknowledgment you nod at Bruce, showing your polite and courteous etiquette. “Thank you Mr. Wayne. I promise to not let you down.” Upon saying that, you slowly reveal your blue eyes as you gave a more somber look to your demure expression. “Um, there’s one more thing I want to talk about of you have the time.”

“Hm? Yeah, sure there’s still enough time to talk about anything else that has gotten your attention.” Bruce smiles as he was documented your requests and forwarding the necessary paperwork to their respective places.

“Well, it’s about your relationship with your adoptive son Richard Grayson. You two didn’t exactly leave on the best of terms.” You mention, carefully avoiding flat out openly revealing the full disclosure of what happened. Yet you did elude carefully through wordplay that you did in fact know to the world’s greatest detective. “He tries not to show it but he’s still hurting from the confrontation and keeping his distance. I don’t wanna step my boundaries but maybe if you try and talk to-” Before you could say any further, Bruce raises his hand to usher you to hold your tongue and be silent.

“Ms. Rosenberger. While I appreciate your concerns to my adoptive son, I don’t think you fully understand the gravity of the situation. Unlike yourself, no matter how gifted or talented, he’s still only a regular human being. And as such he should be aware of his limits and work around them than recklessly putting his line on the line to clean up my lack of foresight. If the bullet had reached his spinal cord, he could’ve ended up paraplegic or worse.” Bruce mention, taking a more stoic and pessimistic tone as he continues speaking with you. You could tell in his eyes the bat behind the man was coming out.

“Although I say he’s a regular human teen, I also know that he’s currently at his physical peak for his age. Already he’s showing signs that on the physical side of things that he may very well surpass me entirely. This is why it’s imperative that he’s taken out of the field to further hone himself and better expand his horizons like I’ve had before returning to Gotham. I’ve been supervising him since a young age so I know first-hand everything about his capabilities and general qualities, both good and bad. “Lowering his hand, Bruce gave you the incentive to speak your mind once again.

“...If you favor him so fondly then why haven’t you told him these things?!” You query, growing more upset as you struggle to maintain your demure.

>>4445003

“Because he has to learn this lesson on his own. I never told him that he couldn’t persuade his interests, just that it wouldn’t be at Gotham. As my successor, he can’t be careless and lose his cool, especially over the slightest provocations. If he truly wants to be self-reliant, his own hero then he needs to gain more experience in a safer environment. Gotham is filled with the ruthless criminals and lowlifes, such an environment will only stiffen his growth. He can’t take any chances, nor can I be his safety net forever.”Bruce curtly explains.

“I’ve said all that I needed to say to him. There’s nothing else that I should do Ms. Rosenberger. You need not interfere with family affairs any further.”

Gritting your teeth, momentarily exposing your draconian teeth you practically grew a couple of inches. Catching on to this you tempered your frustrations in order to continue speaking like an adult. That said, it didn’t stop you from voicing out your opinions. “I’m sorry but I’m gonna have to say no to that Mr. Wayne. Both of you guys clearly need to talk things out and come to understand one another. Robin like you said is a very gifted and highly intelligent man. But he’s still a fifteen year old boy with no parents. You see him as your successor and molded him exactly up to the standards that you strongly believe he should be at. But have you once consider that instead of forever being in your shadow that he instead wants to be acknowledged as your equal. To be more than your successor, to not feel like a liability or someone that needs to be protected by putting him on the sidelines.”

“You might not want to put him in danger or stiffen his potential, but you need to look past what you want for him as your successor and look at him as his father. Like I was trying to say, he thinks you’re brushing off his concerns and wishes as mere kid stuff. If you just talk to him and tell him how you really feel rather than keep your distance then maybe you guys can patch things up and go back to being a family. He needs to know you don’t think of him as a helpless kid.”

“If that’s all you want to say then I’ll consider this meeting adjourned, Ms. Rosenberger,” Bruce interjects, keeping his stoic expression. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking but from your eyes, he was appearing rather cold and distant. For that, you could feel your blood boil.

>Apologize for speaking out turn but just ask him to consider it
>Unleashed the fury deep inside and put your foot down as you vertically nag to Bruce over his reluctance to be a father to his son and his warped over-protectiveness.
>Say nothing and find the nearest junkyard to vent your frustrations
>Try to patronize Bruce by playing into the fact that Dick is better than him where it counts most
>Write-in

(An intermission before the timeskip since this is an equally important moment.)

>Apologize for speaking out turn but just ask him to consider it

We've said our piece; we gain nothing from jumping down his throat. What he does with what we've said is up to him.

>>4445015
>>Apologize for speaking out turn but just ask him to consider it

>>4445015
>Unleashed the fury deep inside and put your foot down as you vertically nag to Bruce over his reluctance to be a father to his son and his warped over-protectiveness.

>>4445065
>>4445146
Alright, we have ourselves a winner. For those who didn't vote and roll >>4444948 I'm giving you a chance to do so since I'm reopening the window of opportunity for just a little long. Gives me a better intensive on the consensus.

>>4445015
>Apologize for speaking out turn but just ask him to consider it

Rolled 94, 41, 28 = 163 (3d100)

>>4445246
>Physical Prowess and Body Conditioning

We must continue on our quest to be HUGE.

>>4445246
>>4445538
>>4445819
>>4444948

“I’m sorry for speaking out. You’re right, it isn’t my place.” You bow, defusing your frustration and giving into trying to see things from another perspective. “Just, if I may, try to at least think about it. If you wait too long, you may end up regretting it.”

“...I’ll consider it. Thanks for your concern, Sarena.” With a soft smile, Bruce ends the call as you nearly drop to your feet.

“...And Dick went through that since childhood? Jesus almighty.” You exasperatedly sigh, leaning against the floor. Inadvertently growing to take back up take up three-fourths of the room. Letting out another sigh you just let yourself take deep breaths until you could regulate your output and return to normal.

What happened during the next month went as followed. Life at Jump City was becoming less mundane than you initially grew accustomed to. The criminal activity was becoming more rampant thanks to the publicity stunt over the extraterrestrial threat that happened back in metropolises with Darkseid. With metropolis, the perfect city with its champion defender having shown that even he isn’t infallible it left many people uncertain of the future. This was especially true with more metahumans and high-tech scoundrels making themselves known to the world. Perhaps it was a good thing that you were taking the initiative in establishing a team in the first place.

Thankfully the incidents that came to your city were still run of the mill criminals of the street level. So it was relatively simple taking out cat buglers, bank thieves, and other troublemakers. A task that you generally left to Dick himself, with some occasional back up from one of the Gothic sisters of fate otherwise called the bombshells. It served as a good building exercise as steadily the four of you began to coordinate and bounce off on each other. That said, the major of your contribution came from planning typical teen activities to serve as a break from the heroics. It was where you shined most in light of being a reclusive outcast.

When you weren’t hanging out with your friends and loosening them up you spent your time furthering your e-thottery. According to Dick with the supplies gained it would ultimately take one to two months before the tower would be fully operational. Leaving you with continuing to accumulate more money for a rainy season. You didn’t want to overly rely on your partnership with Wayne Enterprise for every little thing. So with that in mind, it isn’t all that surprising that you pushed your career as an e-girl and internet sensation seriously. Riding on the hype you rapidly ascended as you become a living meme.

>>4445826

Figurines, Dakimakura, clothing line, posters, all manner of merchandising & gifts you partook in fashioning to your fans for the right price with your new line. But that wasn’t the only way you spread your fame and made bank as you dived into the shilling business. From voicing cameo characters to letting your appearance being modeled for 2D & 3D characters as the basis, you spread your overabundant popularity on the digital platform by storm. Using a portion of your rapidly piling finances you bought more technical gear for the purpose of streaming and cam-whoring. It wasn’t long until you were making a weekly to bi-daily content for all the platforms.

Compared to actually selling your fluids/bathwater this was far tamer and easier on your conscious. In spite of that, you fairly squeezed as much money as you could from your multi-million followers. It was all going to a good place, that was the only reason you continue to titillate and entice such behavior. In the digital world, you were as close to deity status as one can be. The irony was not lost on you as you reflect upon this being another form of preparation/conditioning to your eventual role. At the very least, like an actual goddess all the attention and offerings was empowering you in more ways than one.

When you weren’t furthering your business & obligations, or finding time to hang out with your teammates for interpersonal relationships, you did the only other thing that came to mind. Training. Despite mainly talking down your enemies or using your womanly charms to sway others, you was made abundantly clear how much of a glass cannon you are. Spontaneous and unforeseen improvements was your bread and butter sure, but in terms of a long drawn out fight that’s where you find yourself meeting your match. Making matters worse of course was the lack of experience since most of your friends held their gifts since childhood.

Not wanting to be left behind you train rigorously and extensively in the amount of time afforded to you from your busy schedule. Logically training up your base form would net your otherworldly/mystical transformations becoming more power by association. Thus you dedicate this month towards tailoring the powers you can muster in your base form, especially your own newfound abilities. For instance, due to a mishap during clean up at work you unknowingly discovered that you inherent the Midas Touch. Thinking back on it, it certainly explained a few things such as why you was a Papercrafter and why you could unravel your body into said materials.

>>4445828

In between balancing your monetary manipulation, you took to strengthening your ectoplasmic and spiritualistic capabilities. Through Rachel’s help you find yourself managing to tap into the rudimentary forces of what was known as the Phantom Force. In layman’s terms it was the source of the paranormal, specifically the spiritual/ghostly side as it was deeply rooted in the God Sphere as an offshoot. You didn’t really understood the explanation but knew you held a strong affinity towards it. Nevertheless, the skills you obtained so far with fluid training made controlling ectoplasm a complete cake walk upon your discovery over your spiritual abilities.

When it came to the physical aspect of your personal powers, you took to testing yourself by physical fitness. With Dick’s assistance you was made aware of your strengths and weaknesses. Even with your power, what was holding you back was lack of experience and proper conditioning as evidence upon losing to the boy wonder during combat practice. To you peak human might as well be nigh-superhuman considering the amount of logic defying stunts they frequently pull. As a demihuman you was down right embarrassed by being brought down repeatedly by Dick. He wasn’t Batman’s successor for nothing.

In light of this you was a relatively quick learning as you honed your physical capabilities at remarkable speeds. Earning Dick’s respect as you routinely sparred with him. Compared to the first month, using your own strength instead of relying on the Pleroma was a far more strenuous activity than you estimated. While not as much of an extraneous load on your body as it would be when using Sophia/Levia upon completion,.it was still exhausting on your part. Thus you find yourself truly indulging on the gym bunny life to help alleviate your glass cannon state, building up more stamina and endurance to use your full powers for extended periods with as little averse effects as possible.

Making sure to keep yourself in touch with your magical side, you participated in magic studies with Lucky. Like back at the camp during your time with Zatanna, it was Rachel who helped teach you in the magical arts. Breaking it down to a form of science to better digest and adjust to. Having Lucky around learning the magical arts gave you a blanket of security. Though seeing her in action left you once again in awe over her aptitude with magic, especially around the elements. Keeping herself rooted to the ground, Lucky was able to directly tap into the earthly powers that reside in nature. Watching the girls in action always helped to get you a hint on how to apply your own magical talents.

>>4445832

Alongside with the other aspects that was in your arsenal, you find yourself relatively busy in terms of training. There was so much that you didn’t know or still held trouble expanding upon. And while you was making steadily progress that’s prodigious to the point of absurdity. It still didn’t change the fact you still have a long way to go. So many things to do and so little time to do them. And that was only to the stuff that you was currently aware of. Safe to say you felt nearly smothered by the pressure. Nevertheless, with your teammates helping you out you feel yourself becoming more capable as a super-heroine in the making.

Before you knew it two months since that faithful day has passed. A sense of familiarity and normality was fully restored to you as you rise to a new day. Through perseverance and tenacity you now stood as a completely different person. Just in time for your seventeenth birthday party. The Titan’s tower was nearly reaching completion, you was making great progress in your training, and you was growing ever closer to your roommates. Even the e-thotterry became something that you took immense pride and joy in. Something that the old you would’ve chastised greatly/ Funny how things can change on a dime without rhyme or reason.

>Do some patrolling on the streets as your debut as Pantheona
>Prepare yourself to celebrate your sweet seventeenth in the most glamorous way possible with your friends
>Head to the gym to do some heavy lifting and flirtatious showboating onto your onlookers
>Go to the magic shop to pick some tools to practice your prestidigitation and escape artists skills
>Get in touch with your natural element and go for a swim
>Write-in

>>4445835
>Head to the gym to do some heavy lifting and flirtatious showboating onto your onlookers

HUGE.

Rolled 58, 99, 66 = 223 (3d100)

>>4444735
>Physical Prowess and Body Conditioning
>Paranormal(Spirituality) Powers like the Phantom Force
>Pushing our Megethoskinesis to the next level and one upping Giganta

>>4445855
Supporting this. We must prove our divinity as Stacie Strong.

>>4445832
>Get in touch with your natural element and go for a swim
As must as I like gym bunnies, a swim is in order.

>>4445835
>Prepare yourself to celebrate your sweet seventeenth in the most glamorous way possible with your friends

>>4445835
>Get in touch with your natural element and go for a swim

>>4445835
>Get in touch with your natural element and go for a swim

>>4446194
>>4446299
>>4445891
>>4445855
>>4445891
Swimming takes priority. We little mermaid now.

>>4445864
You made the deadline if only barely.

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>>4446410

Off the coast of Jump City was an inhabited island. Enriched in natural resources and flourishing with flora and solid soil, it was the perfect place to establish what would otherwise be called Titan’s Island. Through your connections with Wayne Enterprise and your own finances, you and Dick were able to purchase ownership of the island. Though the actual pricing and rights were far less than either of you initially expected. Seems that the city council was on the titan’s side as you were able to work out a fine establishment and contract in exchange for taking care of the impending threats that the local militia couldn’t handle.

Leaving you with a rather long and awkward talk between your father over your superhero business. But that was a story for another day. The island was a four hundred acre parcel of land and water in the San Francisco Bay, about a half-mile offshore from Jump City. It was perfect for self-sufficiency and general support. Not to mention the scenery was gorgeous and gave a good viewing of the entire city. For you especially it was a wondrous way to stay connected with your prime natural element, water. With Dr. Silas Stone’s assistance, the massive headquarters known as Titan’s Tower was established.

Filled to the brim with the latest in cutting edge technology it was wholesome enough to be called your new home sweet home. Even going as far as to establish an underground base and network for safekeeping, it took no time at all connecting it to the haunted house you and your friends previously stayed much to Rachel’s delight and Lucky’s annoyance. With the settlement practically on the verge of completion, you and the others made the incentive to move your belongings to the new tower. The process took about less than a day but when 3/4th of your team can do magic and one of those three can just bolster her super strength for heavy lifting it wasn’t all that surprising it got done so quickly.

With no more worries, you were able to sleep peacefully in your new home as the next day brought forth a special occasion. Today was June 11th, otherwise known to you as your birthday. Practically on the verge of adulthood, you decide to take the day relatively slow and simple. Feeling more than justified in a little rest and relaxation you plan on taking a swim before heading to the gym for your daily exercise. With your baggy clothes and thick glasses most usually couldn’t tell that underneath was a statuesque stunner of herculean/olympian grandeur. Something that you took full advantage of every time you made your presence known.

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>>4446532

Stepping out from your room you made your way to the rooftop. Wearing nothing but bluish-white two-piece bikini swimsuit that doubled as undergarments, you began to bask in the sunlight of the morning sun. Letting the rays enveloped your sculptured robust and toned physique you began doing some light stretches to limber up the body. It didn’t take long before you were ready, but that didn’t stop you from displaying the contortionist levels of flexibility present in your base form. Moving fluidly like the waters yourself, you flaunted the results of your training as you bask in the sunlight.

Once in the mood, you took to sprinting from the top of the balcony rooftop and downwards towards the lake. Hopping just from the rail did you go into a swan dive-like motion. While you didn’t have traditional flight without outside assistance or manifestation of dragon wings, you were more than resilient enough to survive a massive drop from this height without any discomfort or scratches. It was almost concerning just how much serpentine dragon-like you became in these two months as you adjust to the world serpent characteristics. At least the benefits far outweighed the bad as you embrace your demihuman status.

Practically showboating at this point you safely made contact with the water, giving no resistance as you meld with it smoothly. The ripples of the surface emit an aquatic hue as the water was naturally purified upon touching your flawless skin. Only someone like you was able to turn the entirety of an oceanic space into your own personal swimming pool. Diving deep into the bay’s water your eyes were met with an aquarium of life and wonder. Countless sea life circulating around in their aquatic biodome, giving you the impression of an underwater wonderland. Sights such as this made you glad that you can breathe in fluids without issue.

>Casually swim with the fishes and admiring the scenery
>Try to net yourself breakfast by hunting a big fish like a shark
>Do some underwater lifting and aquatic boxing as you intake in aquafitness
>Practice manipulating the water to your whims while underwater
>Become one with the water and fully immerse yourself with your natural element
>Write-in

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>>4446533

>>4446533
>Practice manipulating the water to your whims while underwater

>>4446533
>>Casually swim with the fishes and admiring the scenery

>>4446533
>Casually swim with the fishes and admiring the scenery
We need some R&R

>>4446533
>CASUALLY SWIM WITH THE FISHES

>>4446580
>>4446753
>>4447057
Gonna need another 2d100. Nothing life-threatening, just a sight to see how things play out.

Rolled 55, 26 = 81 (2d100)

>>4447541

Rolled 42, 20 = 62 (2d100)

>>4447541

Rolled 1, 73 = 74 (2d100)

>>4447541

Rolled 33, 28 = 61 (2d100)

>>4447541

>>4447615
Well good thing the 1 is on the first roll

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4447615

>1 its Beast Boy
>2 its Aqualad
>3 its wildcard.

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>>4447626
Huh, Neat. Sticking to the original team, good. Aqualad and Matrix will have their day sooner or later.

Course in terms of potential, he'll be closer to his Animal Man incarnation from Titans Tomorrow upon being under your presence.

Rolled 23, 89 = 112 (2d100)

>>4447541

>>4447629
Now we just gotta grab Star and Cy to finish the team and we can finally get the Titans started. Even if a part of me not so secretly wants Blackfire to stop being such a sister love/hating cunt and join the bandwagon that's a pipedream few have tread and survived

>>4447541

Being in tune with fluids in general always gave you a sort of peace of mind and uplifting exhilaration, The more you expose yourself to it the stronger the sensations became. It’s partly why you opted to be surrounded in an island location free of pollution or any form of defilement. Purifying may happen automatically but it was notoriously slower than it would be utilizing conscious effort, and even then it isn’t perfect. Contamination of fluids be they gas or liquids leave you feeling largethic and depowered to an extent depending on the volume and/or duration of exposure. Worst off all was breaking into an allergic reaction.

Unlike Rachel with her allergy with chicken, you didn’t break into hives or have excessive sneezing. Instead your body underwent Angioedema which for you was excessive ballooning, bloating cramps, and excessive hiccuping. Aside from that, you didn’t particularly share any serious weaknesses. Your invulnerability and regeneration could be broken by strong enough by sufficient enough otherworldly or preternatural forces. Then was willpower to factor as resolve is a strong benefactor towards your emission and performance. But on the flips side, it meant you didn’t have an Achilles heel like kryptonite to severely diminished your capabilities.

That didn’t mean you have anything to worry about as there were matter and forces that disrupt the presence emitting from your atoms and molecules that provided your defenses. But such things are remarkably rare as your only exposure was a lecture of hypothetically Nth metal residing in Egypt. In any case, contaminated fluids can weaken you while regular fluids held a more positive effect upon you. Like how the divine draw their strength from acts such as worship and prayer, you draw strength from fluids due to the twin entities residing in you. The purer the substance, the more potent its effects are upon you.

As such being around the oceanic waters was giving you boundless vigor for body, mind, and soul. If you could lift about ten to twenty tons at least in base form, then being submerged would greatly jump it by a hundred at least. It was a hard valuable to calculate continuous exposure increases your potency with your size and variable muscle mass. It’s only a shame conjuring fluids from your own mana don’t produce any boosting effects but in retrospect it made sense. It’ll be like drinking your bodily fluids, and with your current viewpoint thanks to gamer girl water it was not something you wanted to embrace.

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>>4447822

Speaking of embrace upon swimming through the waters you find yourself meeting with a school of fish of various types and sizes. Like the scenery, you were mesmerized by their synchronized beauty and formation. In turn, they seem to be rather attracted to you much the countless people entrance by your beauty and charm. Granted that may be due to regulating the leviathan presence into a suppressed state of dormancy. Unlike with people, animals only sense the overwhelming power that your ridiculous specs provide, causing them to cowed in response. Thankfully two months of training mitigated that, but it was still a conscious effort.

Surrounded by the aquatic life you giggled to yourself as you joined in the synchronized swimming. If being met with wondrous sights such as this without the need for excessive equipment weighing you down was a boon to becoming extraordinary. Then you wholeheartedly welcomed being a demihuman/ The gauntlets, and greaves on your body serving as inhibitors to keep you from reverting to demigoddess status. The time when you fully ascend to the status was inevitable but you still wanted to enjoy being as close to mortal for as long as possible. Hence why you refrained from transforming into your other forms, especially that of the Galactic Angel of Retribution unless things were absolutely dire.

Practically reenacting the little mermaid you continued to play with the school of fishes and other aquatic life. From touching octopus tentacles to cuddling with sea horses, you let your child-like curiosity take hold in this whole other world. Even the fish started to circle around you as you even broke into song and aquatic dancing. Not that anyone would be able to hear you but you were far too into the whimsical act to care. Your time performing under your public persona has opened you up to your performance art talents and push you to honed those skills for the nth degree. Right now, you were the mistress of the sea, and the sea life beckoned to your call.

>>4447837

In light of your song and dance, you did manage to attract the attention of another. Through your heightened senses, you were made aware of another presence. It was a giant squid currently dancing to the beat with its long tentacles. Aside from that alone being an unusual sight, what really caught you was its complexion. From head to toe, it was that of an emerald green hue. Now you weren’t a marine biologist but even with your level of intellect could easily put together that squids don’t come in that color. As you stare at the squid, it soon became aware of you as it freezes. Making what appears to be an embarrassing depression.

Now you know that it was more than meets the eye.

>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you
>Catch the giant squid before it could escape as you try to use magic to communicate with it
>Try your hand at possessing the giant squid to invade its body and find out the information from there
>Pay it no mind and go back to playing with the starfish and singing
>Charm the creature with your thottery and glomp it to claim as your familar
>Write-in

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>>4447765
You managed to convert Jinx to that of the e-thot and gradually warming her up to do good as a part-time Titan (The Batman of the group surprisingly) so it isn't impossible.

>>4447838
>>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you

>>4447838
>>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you
BE PLAYFUL DAMNIT

>>4447838
>>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you

>>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you
Just out of curiosity, what version of DC are we going with powerlevel wise?

>>4448917
DCAU which I think is based off the 80-90s era of comics. Cyborg can throw a building so we're getting some standard DC nonsense.

>>4447838
>Beckoned the giant squid to come to your side and dance with you

>>4447914
>>4448248
>>4448488
>>4448917
>>4449094

Staring at the green-skinned giant squid gave you a rather perplexing sight as curiosity begins to take over. In all your years not once have you seen an animal with the responses and awareness that would only be found in humans. That alone was unusual but the green skin was making it particularly abnormal. Truthfully it would be expected for one to be abrasive and reluctant to make any contact with a green-skinned giant squid. Even ignoring the potential trope of a certain form of media from the rising sun, there was generally something frightening about making contact with a thirteen-foot cephalic with a multitude of lanky tentacles.

That was just asking for a bad time even if you could easily overpower a fully grown giant or even colossal squid. Yet in light of your skeptical if not cynical realist outlook you felt a sense of warmness coming from the green-skinned creature. Rather timid and meek, the green-skinned giant squid kept themselves away from you. It was shown signs of bashfulness out of not just embarrassment but also worry. A sense of deja vu starts to brush across your mind as you think of Rachel. Recalling how she was innocent and insecure made you see the nervousness that was emitting from the retreating creature. It all became clear.

Letting your big sister instinct take over you soften your blank face into a warm and inviting smile. Arching your hand over to the giant squid, you beckon the sentient creature to participate in the wholesome fun with the other aquatic creatures. Hesitant at first your genuine smile and warmth appeal to the green squid as it slowly moves over to you. Holding onto your hand the giant squid gave as close as a smile as it could. Keeping your smile you start to move your hands against the tentacles, helping the creature wrap them around your hips. Resulting in the animal blushing in response as you merely giggled to yourself.

Before the giant green squid knew it, it was soon participating in ballroom dancing with you. Keeping in rhythm with the aquatic creature, you and the squid twirl in harmony as the school of fish circles around you. In a single dance, you were able to make an enriching connection with the giant green squid, making a strong impression on the creature. The giant squid was naturally excited dancing with you, following your movements to the best of its ability. Nothing short of a Disney film, the two of you continue to partake in the ballroom dancing. Slowly sharing a moment as your waterproof phone was recording the entire scene.

>>4449203

From classic dancing to the modern racy twerking you and giant squid did all kinds of dancing maneuvers and aerobics. Brushing aside how it was able to follow every choreographic gesture to the wire, you were impressed by the creature’s ability to adapt and keep in rhythm with you. Likewise, the giant squid was mesmerized by both your beauty & charm and your fluid dynamics. It was clear that it was having a lot of fun, something that you shared in abundant as you continue playing with the squid and the fishes. Once again you was rather thankful to having powers as you would never would had gotten to experience such a magical moment.

Eventually finishing having your fun, you broke into a small laugh as the giant squid laughs alongside you. “You really are a charming little scamp aren’t you.” You glow with bedroom eyes, feeling the inner child of you positively ecstatic at having your little mermaid moment.

“You really think I’m charming? Thanks, you’re pretty stunning yourself. Like a mermaid or siren.” The giant squid smiles, practically giddy over being called cute and charming.

As the two of you chuckled at one another, a realization soon came abruptly as you two continue to share a moment. The green squid was talking. Not just talking but speaking in perfect English. Even though you experienced the “magic” from Zatanna you stubbornly believed that it was still within the realm of logic that science could explain. It was more paranormal than downright supernatural in your honest opinion. Still, this was positively bizarre as it quickly catches you off guard. Upon realization, your face broke into surprise as you nearly freak out of shock. A sentiment that the giant squid shared the same.

“ GAAAH! You can talk!” You scream, eyes blinking rapidly at the creature.

“WAAH! I’m talking?! That never happens before! Usually, when I’m transformed I can’t speak unless I turned into an animal capable of talking like a parrot. “ The giant squid mentions, just as surprised at you over the matter. “Also, you have pretty strong lungs. You almost gave me a heart attack”

As you try to register what was going on, your eyes look back to your hand. Noticing a rather sparkle on your fingertips as you turn back to the giant squid as it was coated with the sparks.

>Regain your cool and casually explain having bestowed your mystical energies onto the giant squid as you introduce yourself
>Apologize for screaming at the giant squid as you try to befriend it and uncover their true identity
>Ask the giant squid to show what else it could transform into out of curiosity
>Bonk the giant squid for taking advantage of the situation by playing dumb
>Write-in

>Apologize for screaming at the giant squid as you try to befriend it and uncover their true identity

>>4449208
>>Apologize for screaming at the giant squid as you try to befriend it and uncover their true identity

>>4449208
>>Apologize for screaming at the giant squid as you try to befriend it and uncover their true identity

>>4449208
>Regain your cool and casually explain having bestowed your mystical energies onto the giant squid as you introduce yourself

"...oooh. Yeah, I think I know what happened. Hi, I'm Sarena Rosenburger, future demigod. Apparently, those are actually a thing, go figure. So, yeah, I might've accidentally zapped you with some of my mystical powers while were dancing, sorry.

>>4449208
>Ask the giant squid to show what else it could transform into out of curiosity

>>4449588
Supporting this

>>4449242
>>4449496
>>4449539
>>4449588
>>4450202
Since they don't clash with one another, I'll do these two and maybe some of >>4449799. Anyway, while I'm writing, if I can get another 2d100 that'll be swell.

Rolled 22, 40 = 62 (2d100)

>>4450222

Rolled 70, 28 = 98 (2d100)

>>4450222

Rolled 58, 3 = 61 (2d100)

>>4450222

...I know it may not be in character but at some point I want to see our gal to tease vegan Garfield in a very specific way.

There's this porn comic that hasn't gotten to the outright porn yet by way of artist uru0000 (they aren't my bag normally, too much horror futa) but this one is about a big mini gts maid (without futa) teasing a crude young master and there is one scene where she sets down a stack of steaks for his dinner and says if he can't even eat one she'll just have to eat the rest. He fails and then realizes the main he was being rude to just up and easily eats enough steak to equal his body weight and feels terrified about all the time he's tormented her...but here it would just be teasing Garfield by eating his weight in steak if he ever goes off on us about eating meat.

Rolled 19, 12 = 31 (2d100)

>>4450222

Rolled 47, 5 = 52 (2d100)

>>4450222

>>4450222

Looking closely at your fingertips you try to theorize what just happened. It didn’t take a real rocket scientist to figure out that whatever happened to this green-skinned squid was connected to you. How much you couldn’t particularly tell as it seems to have subsided for now. At least, that’s what you assumed from the faint lingering ambiance coming off from the squid. What you did know was that so far it was enabling the animal to speak in the human tongue. While not all that concerning as his life wasn’t in any real danger, you strongly feel it was necessary to tell him about it. You didn’t want any guilt or regret.
“Erhm...yeah I think I know what exactly is happening.” You brush your finger against your nose, becoming more bashful to the green squid. “Hi, I’m Sarena Rosenberger, future demigoddess in the making. Apparently, those are actually a thing, go figure. Though right now I’m merely just a demihuman, based off of one those serpentine world serpents and primordial sea-dwelling dragons. “

“So you’re like a mythological beast in human form?”

“Yeah basically.” You smile, morphing your face into a hybrid of a snout and muzzle complete with sharp shark-like dragon teeth and serpentine tongue.

Breaking out in a childish fit of laughter, the green squid claps their tentacle hands in joy at your shapeshifting as you sprouted more of your draconic serpentine attributes such as a tail, wings, claws, talons, etc. “Dude that’s so cool. I’ve only been able to transform into animals that exist or have existed. Fictional or mythical creatures never seem to be within my reach but I always took it because they weren’t real.”

“Well, I’m real so what does that say about me.” You tease, swaying your hips to the side with a whip-crack from your elongated reptilian tail. “All fictions have to start somewhere. Usually rooted in truth in some form or another.”

The giant green skin nods, smiling at you as he reaches his tentacle out for a handshake. “My name is Garfield Logan, I go by Beast Boy. A former member of the doom patrol. They’re these really cool superheroes who look after me from a young age. But due to reasons I kinda don’t want to get into, I’m currently flying solo as I was thinking of making this city my new home.”

“Nice to meet you, Garfield. I’m also diving into a brand new world as I’m working on the superheroes. Anyway, I might’ve accidentally zapped you with some of my mystical and magic powers while we were dancing. Sorry about that.” You blush, shaking his hand as you rub the back of your head with your other hand.

“So you’re saying that I might be magical now. That’s so cool!” Garfield exclaims, showing an immensely happy at this fact as you blink in surprise. After letting your hand go he started to shapeshift into various sea critters over his excitement.

>>4450597

“Really? I thought you were always magical. “ You compliment Garfield, further earning his awestruck gaze as he stops at transforming into a sea turtle. Swimming over to his shell, you prompt yourself on top of him as you made yourself comfortable. “So since we both are diving into new territory. Why not we work together? I got some cool friends that would love to meet you. We’re forming a team ourselves. We could use a guy like you with your wide assortment of skills.” You smile softly.

“That’s fantastic! Don’t you worry, Beast Boy happily accepts your effort and won’t let you down sir!” Garfield exclaims, giving you a salute as he was acting like a trained military sergeant. It was sort of a mood whiplash considering his whimsical and cheery demeanor.

“Glad to have you aboard. Though, you shouldn’t act all straight-laced with us. You’re perfect just the way you are.” You mention as you glomp the sea turtle as you ascend back onto the surface.

>Take Garfield with you to the gym to help you out with your bodybuilding
>Introduce Garfield to your friends and head to the gym solo once you see things hitting off between them
>Try to find Rachel and ask her to check on Garfield as the three of you start doing tests at a junkyard
>Write-in

>>4450603
>>Take Garfield with you to the gym to help you out with your bodybuilding

>>4450603
>Take Garfield with you to the gym to help you out with your bodybuilding
I assume we're introducing him here as well.

>>4450638
If you want, but it'll be quick.

>>4450635
>>4450638
Amway, getting to writing.

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>>4450666

Upon returning to the surface you and Garfield rounded up the other members of the titans. Rachel was in her room archiving the various books, scrolls, and other literature into an extensive library for sorcery and arranging the numerous occultic magical items and mystic artifacts into the armory. A large majority of it came from Rachel’s home but a fair amount of them she rounded up from her travels, a few of which came from Zatanna herself. Something that you too shared from the gifts of your mentor as she merely embeds your Babylon Key with the means to access the grand Akashic Records alongside its own access to the Library of Babel.

There was still much you didn’t know about as even your collection of mystical and magical items currently alludes you. Not for a lack of trying mind you as you were rather busy with other factors including your magic studies. It didn’t help that most of the magical equipment from your bracers was currently in dormancy. Making information gather that much harder as you only knew all of their names. You chose not to tamper with them until you were at a level in the mystical and magic arts to handle them. If you ever needed them you were sure that either of the deities inside would give you the means to access them when you’re ready. So you didn’t really let it get to you as you had enough research aka homework occupying your mind.

Speaking of you found Lucky currently tackling her homework as she was using “hexes” and “charms” alongside “jinxes” to influence a positive change on her respective targets. It seems that she was getting the hang of it. Despite using only bad luck for the majority of her life, she didn’t struggle deeply with using good luck. Still, it was a weird feeling for her, but not one she hated despite putting up a tsundere act. As for Dick, he was currently setting up some important documents in the crime laboratory. From what you can tell he was already well adjusted in your team’s new headquarters.

Seeing the team is more or less busy, you make a brief introduction on the intercom about Garfield’s appearance. Dick unsurprisingly was the only one who actually knew who the doom patrol is and earning Garfield’s admiration both as the boy wonder himself and how knowledgable Dick was about his team. Likewise, Rachel and Lucky were rather warm to the green-skinned furball though as warm as you could call it. Rachel was more friendly despite her insecurity while Lucky was mainly aloof with a simple “sup” before going back to her practice. It didn’t take long before Garfield found his way onto the team’s dynamic.

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>>4450769

Currently, you stood at the oldest of the team with having turned seventeen, Lucky being sixteen, Dick and Rachel being fifteen, and Garfield just around fourteen years old. In hindsight, it makes the name Teen Titans all the more endearing though you and the gang usually just refer yourselves as the Titans. Officially you haven’t made yourself public yet since again you all were too busy gathering resources and establishing the base with some light moments of crime fighting. Thankfully with Dr. Silas Stone that the tower was able to be fully operational within a span of a month. Although, you haven’t heard much from him since the last visit.

Once the acceptance was in order and Garfield was given one of the communicators Silas and Dick cooked up, you decided to take Garfield with you to Jump City gym. Birthday or not, you were punctual and conscientious, especially in following your daily schedule. You didn’t exactly get a nicely well-toned body by slacking off. Of course, through your perseverance and discipline, it became deeply rooted in your every day like. You didn’t even see exercise and/or training as work as gradually you became enticed with the activity. It was to the point of becoming a notorious gym bunny. Not that anyone was complaining, yourself included.

Arriving at the gym in a timely fashion, you and Garfield make your way through the imposing crowd. Your outfit comprised of a yellow leotard, peachy colored spandex leggings known as Lycra, green-colored leggings and matching armbands, a yellow sash belt around your waist, and green high-top aerobic sneakers. The Flashdance style slouchy sweatshirt was in your bag along with your valuables as you rock that 80s retro vibe. Your autumn brunette hair was tied back in a stylish ponytail held by a yellow bow. Ears currently rocking the old school style Bluetooth headphones to complete your style.

It was a nice compromise to your splendid body when you wanted to flaunt your stuff in showboating fashion. While at the same time offering enough baggy layers under the right modification when you want to be inconspicuous. Garfield on the other hand was wearing a black tank top, purple shorts, and black gym sneakers as he kept to a certain uniform style. Aside from the green skin, he was positively adorable with his prankster boyish charms. But there was a certain wildness to your trusty companion that really gave him his unique charm in this concrete safari jungle as you man your stations.

>Sick to your usual game of fitness and flaunting as you exchange small talk with Garfield.
>Impress Garfield with your physical prowess by showing off and enticing the crowd in your antics
>Try to keep things modest and inconspicuous in order to get Garfield well accustomed to the gym
>Ask Garfield to get involved as your gym spotter as you embark on activities that require two people
>Write-in

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>>4450783

>>4450783

>Ask Garfield to get involved as your gym spotter as you embark on activities that require two people

Time to train him as a brother in Swole-halla, the realm of the HUGE. Some would argue it is too soon, but truthfully, is it really ever too soon to start on the path of the swole?

>>4450783
>>Try to keep things modest and inconspicuous in order to get Garfield well accustomed to the gym

>>4450783
>Try to keep things modest and inconspicuous in order to get Garfield well accustomed to the gym
Maybe next time for thottery

>>4450823
>>4450884
>>4450971
Looks like little bit of team training and sticking to modesty instead of showing off. Fine with me, just give me 3d100 this time as this will be counting for both you and beast boy.

Rolled 8, 20, 71 = 99 (3d100)

>>4451027

Rolled 4, 34, 96 = 134 (3d100)

>>4451027

Rolled 51, 50, 76 = 177 (3d100)

>>4451027

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>>4451067
>>4451141
>>4451153
Seems like you suck at being modest and inconspicuous. But silver lining, Garfield is getting some serious conditioning into Swole-halla. Awakening that inner caveman that's in everyone.

>>4451027

Normally this would be the part where you would indulge in your antics and shenanigans. Flaunting your exquisite beauty and strength to your onlookers, going as far to even pretend you don’t notice their sneaking looks. In the past two and a half months since awakening your powers alongside releasing the pleroma you were met with different aspects of yourself you didn’t know you have inside. Phenomenal power and cosmic/mystical energy courses through every fiber of your body. Even as you speak the experience was indescribable. Nothing in your life came close to the breathtaking thrill that being the avatar granted. And it only strengthens further upon accepting your demigoddess status and becoming the galactic angel of retribution.

As such you started radiating Stacie energy, embracing what was inside of you and using it to better the lives of those around you, one step at a time. Benevolent as it was you weren’t no saint, lying within you was the potential for both good and evil. In reality it was thanks to your state of mind that allowed you to balance not just your own duality but the dual fundamental forces of chaos and order that ubiquitously reside in all of reality. Sure you could be mischievous and selfish, but even with your flaws it was clear that you’re deep down an inherently good person. Pure of heart maintaining a sense of equality.

Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely. There was no exception to the rule as a person's sense of morality lessens as his or her power increases. For you the only corruption that you underwent was a transition into being apex of thots. Thotitana, the queen of the temptress/enchantress, swayer of simps, and thotus supremus. It only further worsened once you incorporated the teachings and ideology of your mentor Zatanna as you were a stage magician in the making. That and being literally empowered by the very simps, himbos, betas, and other forms of orbiters only furthers your acceptance into divinity. For better or worse.

Nevertheless, you aimed to try and keep yourself tempered and in control of your inner thottery. Garfield was with you and this was a brand new place for him. He already stood out like a sore thumb due to his green skin, the last thing you wanted was to earn him animosity by those around you. After all, he was nice enough to come with you when he didn’t have to. And in the short time you spent with him, you knew him to be a pure cinnamon bun that needed to be cherished and protected. Once again your sibling instincts were taking direct control of your current state of mind. And you’ll be damned if you would spoil a joyous moment.

“Say, Gar. You wouldn’t mind being my spotter in addition to being my training partner right? “ You casually ask, turning your head as you walk into the weights area.

“Um yeah sure no problem. But you really want someone like me to spot you?” Garfield curiously asks in mid shock, joy and worry.

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>>4451351

“Yeah. All these guys are chumps. You have no idea how hard it is to get through my exercise with them too busy being distracted. Besides, unlike those whimpering wimps, you’re plenty strong. A rugged and smooth wildman like yourself is more than cool enough to hang out with lil ole me.” You wink, further earning Garfield’s admiration from your approbation.

“On it. I won’t let you down Sarena.” Fully motivated by your praise Garfield ready himself as you got ready for some lifting.

Covert, stealthy, inconspicuous, discreet, bashful, all manner of avoiding attention was all but completely lost to you. In a single moment you attempted to be more demure in your approach, instead you did the complete opposite. Not only did you fail to keep your raw power and strength in check but you positively disseminate the overwhelming force of presence that painted you as an intimidator to everyone in the gym. From weightlifting squats to bench pressing you unintentionally flaunt your monstrous physical prowess. While not to the extent of being dubbed “the leviathan”, it was far into the realm of Olympian champion with your peak performance.

Mentally you were kicking yourself right in the bubble butt for letting your gym bunny tendencies get the better of you with your routine. The day at the gym would’ve been ruined for you if Garfield didn’t step up to the plate and go further beyond all expectations. For reasons that currently alludes you the green skinned was surprisingly quite athletic and acrobatic. While not at the level of peak performance that Dick himself carries, Garfield’s trained body bolstered heightened physical capabilities that excelled beyond the average man. So it was all the more impressive that even as you are right now he was able to keep up with you.

As if he was awakening to a primeval force that lies dormant within all humans, Garfield’s physical prowess and aptitude skyrocketed. Becoming more akin to a neanderthal than homosapien, Garfield elevates himself into being a truly helpful if not perfect training buddy. The growing fanbase that would’ve otherwise be seething at Garfield’s inclusion to your two buddy exercises instead feel themselves becoming more inadequate by comparison. Being under your presence was clearly having an effect on Garfield, how much you wasn’t sure of. But it’s clear that even if he didn’t act like it, Garfield was being refined into a total chad.

>Drag Garfield with you to the junkyard to continue physical fitness and conditioning in peace
>Reluctantly admit defeat and fully turn your display into a total show with Garfield as your trusty assistant
>Take a break and comment on Garfield’s sudden improvement as you check on his current status.
>Write-in

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>>4451368
Like I mention previously, this incarnation of Beast Boy is closer to Animal Man (Titans Tomorrow) for potential growth, but with this he's around the same capability of his actual comic counterpart just like Rachel and Lucky. Dick too but that's less on mystic boon and more general training and finances.

Also did you know that Garfield is actually an actor? It certainly fits with your E-girl shenanigans and tomfoolery.

Anyway, multiplying different animals to be his own swarm, partial transformations, heightened natural capabilities including a healing factor, size/proportion control over his animal forms, and chimeric like abilities (e.g. taking on numerous animal aspects at a time). The full extent of his Terrestrial Metamorph capabilities are unknown, but they'll be worth the wait once fully matured. Also obligatory reference to The Red.

>Take a break and comment on Garfield’s sudden improvement as you check on his current status.

>>4451368
>Take a break and comment on Garfield’s sudden improvement as you check on his current status

>Also try not to openly drool over how both cute and hot your new acquaintance is, before fully reigning it in, somehow getting the feeling that you would be robbing Rachel of a boyfriend, also getting the feeling that there are plenty of cute yet hot guys your age out there.
>Meanwhile, in another timeline and universe, a certain other overpowered girl is bemoaning that all the hot guys are too old for her and/or father figures, and that there's no options for her; at least on that side of the fence so to speak. Stupid sexy senpais.

>>4451368
>>Take a break and comment on Garfield’s sudden improvement as you check on his current status.

>>4451368
>Take a break and comment on Garfield’s sudden improvement as you check on his current status.

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>>4451845

In light of your highly intellectual and opinionated mindset, it was wrong to say that you were completely apathetic and aloof towards the stereotypical teen girl stuff. Things like romance and fashion while cynically dismissed with sarcasm or a snarky remark, deep down you craved those things that you often put down to maintain your outcast/maverick identity. Stacie Sulman all things considered is you engaging in those repressed feelings and lingering thoughts for the past sixteen and a half years. Doing so made you far less moody and temperamental than you would be otherwise. Carl Jung’s words rung deep within your very core.

Being so reclusive and prudent all this time ultimately laid the building blocks for your triple identity lifestyle. The smartass bookworm that is Sarena Rosenberger, the enticing deviant Stacie Sulman, and the heroic embassy known as Pantheona. Three identities that were all just as important to you as the original. They are what made you whole and defined you for who you are, something that you gradually come to a realization. Not that it was hard to figure out with your egghead attributes and characteristics. Still, you chose to embrace it rather than repressing it, earning you a healthy balance on your mental state.

As such you were feeling charmed by Garfield’s wholesomeness, almost completely infatuated by it. He was genuinely a good boy with a sweet outlook on life that really jives well with you despite your realistic if not sometimes pessimistic attitude. Not to mention he was shaping up to be a real hunk as he continued keeping up with you and carrying you as a spotter. Ever since adopting Stacie identity, you been the center of attraction by all te guys for obvious reasons. Even girls couldn’t keep their eyes off you, mostly out of jealously but a fair number was willing to dive into that forbidden garden for a chance with a goddess much like yourself.

While you grew to enjoy the attention and affection to the point of being spoiled by constant pampering, you were also unsurprisingly apathetic towards it. It was all a school crush that didn’t hold any seriousness or deeper meaning. It was basically junk food or fast food, filling for the moment but it doesn’t satisfy in the long run. Adding in the fact that as a demihuman or even if you were just a mere metahuman none of them could stand beside you and give you what you really need. So being around such farmboy was the right kind of sweetness that you could just gobble up and be swooned like a schoolgirl.

>>4451885

Course it was your woman’s intuition talking but you gotten the striking impression that Garfield and Rachel was hitting it off well. Almost like a puppy-dog crush just waiting in the works. They were both rather naive and innocent that it made perfect since why they would be a good fit. Even if Garfield wasn’t particularly good at telling jokes and Rachel sucks at small talk. Again it was merely just a gut feeling, but you didn’t want to open that can of worms, no matter how cute and hot your spotter becomes. For now you committed yourself even harder to your exercise as you gave both yourself and Garfield one hell of a workout routine.

Eventually after burning those lingering hormones thoroughly with passionate bodybuilding, you prop yourself from squatting the heaviest set the gym could offer and let out a satisfying sigh.” Phew. That should do it, My eighth session of seven lifts eighty-seven times is done. With that I think we earned ourselves a break wouldn’t you agree.” You smile in between sweating up a storm as your skin glistens beautifully.

Tossing you a refreshing flavor water bottle and a towel rag, Garfield nods with his goofy smile as he finished putting the weights back in proper order. “Sound good to me. You more than earned it after that display. I’ve never met someone as stalwart as you. Vigorous too.”

Having drench yourself in a water battle to let it empower you and replenish your strength, you sly smile at Garfield. “I’m like the gym bunny version of the energizer mascot. Like the term energizer bunny, I just keep going and going with boundless energy and endurance.” With your hand clinched in a fist, traces of ecotoplasmic energy subtly circulates to empathize your point even without the pleroma.

“Nothing outlast the energizer, it just keeps going and going. “ You both say in unison before breaking into laughter as the two of you sit down at a bench table.

“Can’t say I don’t see any truth to that. Just from being around you I feel like a million bucks. Like I can do anything, I almost don’t know my own strength.” Garfield casually reflects, looking at his arm in between drinking from his water bottle.

“Well I do have that kind of effect on people, bringing out the very best in them. But even without that you’re still aplenty astonishing yourself. It feels forever since I had such a good workout buddy. All the other guys just fall apart after three minutes even when I’m going my absolute lowest. I really could use a guy like you as my number one training partner.” You pat Garfield on the head, practically pulling him into a hug.

Eyes sparkling over recognition and approval, Garfield merely laugh as he was on the verge of tears. He was thinking back to his family, both his mom and dad and the doom patrol. “I’d like that. I can’t explain it but I feel at ease when I’m around you. Like I’m finally home again. I’m really am grateful that you was the first person I’ve encountered in Jump City. “

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>>4451896

As you find yourself sharing a moment with the lovable goof, your senses caught a whiff a peculiar individual. A hooded man standing around six feet and six inches was currently exiting the building after previously picking some things from his personal locker. You weren’t sure if you was seeing things but you thought you saw a red glowing eye underneath the hood. But more then that, there was a look of deep melancholy across his face. Impacting to you there was a sense of familiarity as you believe you saw that person before.

>Arrange to meet up with Garfield back at the tower as you aim to trail the hooded giant
>Ask Garfield to assist you as you look to confront the mysterious stranger
>Pay them no mind and go back to observing Garfield with your dragon eyes
>Surprise glomp the hooded giant and ham up your thottery to try and make him feel better
>Write-in

>What is your relationship with Victor Stone?

>High school acquaintances
>Longtime childhood associates connected by your parents
>Best Buds (Bonnie and Clyde)
>Complete Strangers
>Write-in

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>>4451903
Also give me 2d100 for your check with Beast Boy. Should've asked for it sooner.

>>4451903
>Surprise glomp the hooded giant and ham up your thottery to try and make him feel better
>Longtime childhood associates connected by your parents

Rolled 32, 53 = 85 (2d100)

>>4451905

Rolled 43, 14 = 57 (2d100)

>>4451903
>Longtime childhood associates connected by your parents
>Arrange to meet up with Garfield back at the tower as you aim to trail the hooded giant

Rolled 71, 4 = 75 (2d100)

>>4451903
>Ask Garfield to assist you as you look to confront the mysterious stranger

>High school acquaintances

Rolled 18, 10 = 28 (2d100)

>>4451920
Supporting this

Rolled 86, 41 = 127 (2d100)

>>4451903
>Longtime childhood associates connected by your parents

>>4451938

Shoot, forgot to add in

>Surprise glomp the hooded giant and ham up your thottery to try and make him feel better

Also, what's with the mediocre rolls on the second numbers?

>>4451920
>>4451921
>>4451922
>>4451923
>>4451937
>>4451938
>>4451940
Looks like we have our winners.

>Surprise glomp the hooded giant and ham up your thottery to try and make him feel better
>Longtime childhood associates connected by your parents

Anyway, same as the previous analysis, you don't know what exactly is happening to Garfield but he is more in touch with nature and his Terrestrial Metamorph has jumped up to the next stage. Mythical, Magical, Extraterrestrial and even Fictional animals are on the plate for things he can turn into but right now BB isn't aware of this possibility. Can you say dragon duo.

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>>4451978

“Garfield, could you give me a moment by getting our things. I think there’s going to be a change in plans to the workout session.” You casually alert your companion, keeping a cheerful poker face smile while having a slightly more serious expression.

“Oh, um okay. Be right back.” Confused by your tone, Garfield quickly walks away to head back to the locker room with key in hand after you handed him your key-card.

After seeing Garfield leave, you turn your attention back to the hooded stranger as he continued to leave the facility. Curiosity the cat was once again beckon calling your name in a heartbeat. As you learned with Dr. Arthur Light that being inquisitive actually held more advantages than negatives. It was choosing to be reactive in your hesitation and doubt rather than proactive that ultimately spelled a disastrous outcome for you. After all, being inquisitive was one element to the components that make up this nagging Nancy. Funny how your middle name is actually Nancy but that was a story for another time.

Having no time to really find a wig or comprise the components for pink hair-dye with alchemy, you chose to make your move as you are now. With the utmost of care you inconspicuously maneuver yourself out of the fitness facility. Even after the tantalizing display of unintentional showboating it seems that nobody paid closely to your escape. Then again, given how much you was bench pressing for with five hundred pounds and making it look child’s play it’s unsurprising they was playing ignorant. Nobody sensible would want to approach such a mad lass carelessly.

Making your way out of the gym you serpantine through your surroundings as you tail the mysterious hooded man. Learning from your mistake with Dr. Light you manage to keep yourself out of sight and without any sound. From closer inspection the strange hooded man was rather bulky from head to toe like a towering behemoth. Even from your current stature you would come short by a good two inches while your divine forms was another story. If that wasn’t enough to perk your curiosity you notice the man’s rugged yet round features and smooth caramel brown skin. All the signs pointed at this stranger being a quarterback easily.

Tall, dark and handsome all sounds like a perfect match for what you’re looking for in a hunk. You weren’t ashamed to admit that you was getting rather interested by what you saw. Licking your luscious lips and adjusting your voluminous figure, you soon transition to making your presence known. By leaping in just a single bound, you happly closed the distance between the two of you. Arching your arms out in snake-like fashion you happily glomp the hooded man from behind. Before he had time to notice what was going on you was already pressing your assets down against him alongside your weight in attempt to hold him in place.

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>>4452082

“Hey there dark, tall and handsome. What’s with the long face? A sunny day like this shouldn’t be met with a gloomy loomy face like that.” You question, speaking in your Stacie’s tone and mannerism. This wasn’t the first time you unobtrusively use your thottery to approach people and make them feel better with your antics. Ten times out of time you was generally met with success as your tantalizing tenacity generally cracked at the problem and strip it bare alongside their worries.

Judging from the trembling from your sudden pounce, it seems that you have him precisely where you want him. Clamping your legs against his side followed by wrapping your arms around his neck, you firmly hold onto the hulkish hunk like he was your giant stuffed teddy bear. “You should try and smile. I’m sure a guy like you must got some pearly whitey to go with that tall milkshake of a bod.” You empathizes in your cutesy baby talk, sounding more like a predator bimbo in your advance barbie-style, an offshoot of the valley-speak.

Even with that the hooded man continued to give you no response, trying to avoid looking at you directly. Lowering your eyes ever slightly, a devilish idea crosses your mind. You start to blow against this neck, further administrating the playful intimidator through your seduction. Going as far to even bounce and press against him in teasing thottish fashion. Tending to alleviate to his tensed up body you followed up with a series of provocative stunts, flaunting your beauty and charm while keeping him from pulling you off. But even with that you didn’t feel anything coming off from in. In fact, in your opinion it was like trying to hug a giant slab of thick metal underneath that sweater hoodie.

“Don’t struggle against my huuggy wuggy. I’m quite strong~ And I wouddin want to scratch this puddin of mine. So be a good pretty poly and let me see underneath your jolly face.” You tease, slowly leaning over as you came to pinning him underneath you. “Otherwise I’m not gonna let you go and keep on bouncy wouncy on you.”

>>4452090

Refusing to tolerate your advances any further, the tall giant suddenly releases a burst of strength. Simultaneously breaking out of your from unorthodox bear hug, the hooded man manages to knock you on your butt as he rises back on his feet. “Get off of me you crazy nymphomaniac!” Screaming from the top of his longs he turned around to address his assailant while putting his foot down. Still blushing over the torment that he previously underwent.

Immediately hearing his voice it clicked upon you who exactly this mysterious stranger was. “Vic?! Is that you?! When did you become such a booming giant?!” You cried, pushing back the urge to whine at his rough treatment as this was far more important. But that didn’t stop you from feeling tremendously embarrassed at trying to throttle your childhood companion Victor Stone.

“Xena?! What’s a know it all bookworm doing in a place like this?!” Victor exclaims, feeling a mix between shock, confusion, embarrassment and irritation all in one. “And what happened to you?! I don’t remember you ever being built like an amazonian predator. Or acting like one as well.”

“I could as you the same thing! I’ve been trying to contact you for a long time. You never answered back my attempts. Do you know worried sick I was about you?!” You point angrily, rising back up to your feet. “Just because I graduated before you doesn’t mean you get to act like a cold jerk. And what’s with the eye. Heck why can;t feel your body warm or….” Before you could finish it dawn upon you why the strange man felt so tin-like. The realization that your friend was a cyborg fell upon you like a speeding semi at the express lain carrying a truckload of bricks.

Seeing the shocked look on your face, Victor turns away out of bitter shame. “...It’s none of your beeswax. Beside, I’m not in school anymore. Just like you.” As he says those words, Victor prepares to leave again.

>Tackle Victor again and pin him down as you nag at him to tell you everything
>Apologize to him for how you acted but still try to get answers as you follow after him
>Comfort Victor in his time of need without saying a word as you let him know you’re here for him
>Give him his space and instead head to Silas Stone’s house for some answers
>Write-in

>>4452099
>Apologize to him for how you acted but still try to get answers as you follow after him
I want to nag but not atm.

>>4452099
>>Apologize to him for how you acted but still try to get answers as you follow after him

>>4452099
>Apologize for Vic etc
What happened to him?

>>4452543
He was involved in an accident that killed his mom and severely injured him. So rather than let his son die, Silas use the finest cutting edge high-tech to replace his damaged and missing body parts with cybernetics to ensure his life. Which only soured the relationship between father and son.

The original comics was much more gruesome about it since it was a slime monster that killed the mom and tried to eat Cyborg. Naturally I'm not doing that since the animated universe and the comic tie in is going for a much more lighthearted approach.

Most likely going with a car accident after a football game that he won and was rendezvous with his father as he watched his game from the lab. Course I'm also going with him running away from home after the accident and gone missing since he couldn't bare anymore people alienating and/or discriminating his new appearance.

>>4452156
>>4452432
>>4452543
Since we got our votes in order, I'm going to get to writing. But since it's probably gonna be a big moment. That said, give me another 2d100

Rolled 64, 70 = 134 (2d100)

>>4452740

Rolled 34, 83 = 117 (2d100)

>>4452740

Rolled 44, 69 = 113 (2d100)

>>4452740
Sweetie, we are turning into the literal embodiment of order and chaos, we could care less what you look like; only that you're our friend.

Rolled 98, 73 = 171 (2d100)

>>4452740

>>4452740

Acting before your mind has time to think you merely hug your childhood associate from behind, tightly wrapping your arms around him. Initially annoyed by your clinginess Victor was prepared to push you aside but he quickly felt the genuinely care that was coming from you. Reluctantly he chooses to remain stationary, keeping his back turn to hide his bashful blushing. Likewise, you merely cover your face as you take a moment to soak in everything that happens. There was no doubt from your heightened senses that the man you knew since early childhood was more machine than man. Just what on earth happened to him?

Eventually pulling from him, you coyly advert your eyes and clap your palms together as your index finger pushes in a squirm. “I’m sorry. We haven’t seen each other in months and here you are getting arched hard by my...well casual and persuasive barbie girl act.” You awkwardly remark, brushing your big volumized silky brown, covering the left side of your face as you resembled Jessica Rabbit.

“It’s fine. It’s all in the past.” Victor remarks, rubbing the back of his neck as he also avoids making eye contact over this rather awkward reunion. “Personally never thought you of all people could pull off the barbie girl routine. Guess I should take you being a fan of Stacie Sulman.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say fan more that I am here.” You mentioned, grabbing your hair and fashioning it typical Stacie Sulman’s fashion as the resemblance was uncanny, much to Victor’s complete shock and embarrassment. “Anyway don’t try and dodge the subject. I want to know what happened. Why are you like this? And where have you been all this time?”

“..Fine, I’ll tell you. But let’s go somewhere private. Your act is drawing some unwanted attention.” Victor points out as several onlookers from the windows was watching the two of you curiously.

Agreeing with a silent nod the two of you manage to travel towards the docks. It was right next to the pathway to the Titan’s tower which was good for you since you ultimately felt bad about leaving Garfield by himself. But it wasn’t like you could contact him through convenient means since your phone was in your bag. Even so, you was sure tat he was a smart enough kid to be able to find his way back to one one way or another. Right now you set your sights back onto Victor as you sit right next to him, giving yourself some space. Slowly pulling off his hood, Victor shows you the full extent of his cybernetics. Leaving you practically speechless in the process.

“You don’t need to say it. It’s rather horrific ain’t it.” Victor stares at you, eyes carrying the emotional baggage of being shunned from his environment and friends. Before he could pull the hood back over his face, you merely stopped him with a gentle yet firm grip on his cybernetic wrist.

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Giving him the biggest of pouts you firmly gaze into Victor’s eyes with stubborn resilience. “Why would I ever ostracize you dummy?! Antisemitism aside, have you forgot that I’m basically the poster child for misfits and mavericks weekly? Not exactly earning any favors with my intellect and being the police commissioner’s daughter.”

At first Victor was getting ready to mention that this went beyond mere racism and social out-casting but the look you gave him dashed those concerns without mercy. “You’re right…You were never one to fit in with a crowd.”

“Yeah because I was afraid of rejection so I put up mental walls over myself through my snark and jadedness. People put me on a pedestal for my intellect and labeled me cause I didn’t fit the norm So I kept my distance and feverishly worked my butt off to get away from that environment.”You reflect, turning your eye back into the sea as you briefly went through memory lane. “So give me the 411 on what happened.”

Clearing his throat Victor begin to narrative the events that lead to his current predicament. How a car crash on his way with his mother to go see his father for a celebration for his national championship victory ended up forever changing his life. The accident took the life of his mother and multating him into a life threatening ordeal. Refusing to lose the last remnant of his family, Silas underwent reconstructing his son with the finest of technology both S. T. A. R Labs and Wayne Enterprise could provide. Including that of molybdenum-steel and both sides of Promethium (Volatile & Depleted). Not only saving his life but making him more than the sum of his parts.

It was clear to you that despite being grateful being alive, Victor wasn’t happy with the process of being turned into human computer, organic with biomechatronic body parts. Like his relationship with his father it was a rather complex subject. Knowing from where he comes from as he was from a strong lineage of genius level intellectuals, it made sense why the heightened high school student chose to focus on reaching the peak of his physical capabilities inside. The complete inverse to you as you realize with your latent abilities and physical prowess. Nevertheless, having everything that he worked up with coming crashing down left Victor heartbroken and further resentful to his father.

“After I was ready for the trip, I soon ran away from home using the remaining money I have to support myself. I couldn’t stand being in my father’s lab any more. It always felt like I was more his pet project than his son. He couldn’t even look at me straight in the eye anymore, and I couldn’t for him. Thankfully my cybernetic parts further heightened my intellect so I could easily keep myself well-maintenance while being on my own. “

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“But no manner of genius intellect born from a supercomputer mind can’t solve the most simple case.” Victor laments upon his appearance, still having trouble coming to grips to his change since he’s been like this for roughly a few months at best. With a disheartened sigh, Victor finally props himself up as he gets ready to leave. “Anyway, it’s been nice chatting with you and get all of this off my chest. It’s been comforting seeing a familiar face. But I shouldn’t overstay my welcome.”

“Where are you going…” You woefully ask.

“Dunno. I don’t have a place to go back to, nor anywhere whom would accept a Frankenstein's monster like me...” With a bittersweet smile, Victor places the hood back over his head. “Oh, and happy birthday by the way.”

>Offer to use your mystic powers to help remedy Vic’s problems
>Reveal your own configuration as a demihuman before trying to convince Vic that he’s not alone
>Lecture Vic over his issues and show him exactly how much his father cares for him
>Give Vic his space but mention the Titans tower if he ever feels like wanting some place safe for the time being
>Write-in

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>>Offer to use your mystic powers to help remedy Vic’s problems
>>Reveal your own configuration as a demihuman before trying to convince Vic that he’s not alone

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